quinta-feira, 9 de abril de 2015

The way you look at me

It's been a while that I walk down the street wondering why things are like they are. Don't think I'm trying to find that 'sense of life' you told me your friend Gabi keeps loking for... By the way, I'm not like Gabi and it will take time to understand that... No rush :p. The best answer I got is 'some things change and some things stay the same'.
Ah.. Do you know? The color of your eyes is not common by these lands and it's easy to get stuck on them... I didn't get and if I did I would never admit... :) But I can admit I'm better writer than speaker and I'm able to notice your smile comes in two phases.
The first one starts with your mouth closed and then it comes the second one... When you release your mouth to go wherever the smile wants to... And that's beautiful. Also It's hard to undertand why I was trying to fix myself while you were looking at me. Maybe it's because I know you were doing your analysis saying to yourself 'How come he is that serious?'
I didn't told you but somehow I'm not lucky with 'Renatas'. I don't even believe in such thing anyway... But It's hard to find one Renata who thinks 'Oh... He is really funny'. lol. Have you heard the moon has two sides? I believe people are like that. And some Thursdays they don't want to show their shining side. Maybe today was that Thursday... or maybe it was just the way you look at me.