It 's a little romance, an' author who has no thirst for fame and big ambition to succeed, maybe just an ego .... There transships carry an excerpt .. ..
"So, did you review? How was it? I guess you've waited so impatient as you are .... Then, you're not one who had to exercise the virtue of waiting and I think it is just that to warm your heart so much .. "
" S i, I saw her again, more beautiful than usual, ready for a new standby always different ... waiting for her. And with every step that brought her into the room, my heart went into party ... "
" Hey, go easy ... but I do not have to ripoggiare your feet down on the floor? Do not want to dampen your enthusiasm and your outbursts of passion, but ... it is a woman who has already said he does not want to give you. And some women are not like the others. Some women when they talk, it soon becomes clear that they know what they want. And a woman who knows what he wants is an obstacle too high to jump off ... "
" But you do not understand ... "
" But I understand! ! You ... you who are blinded by passion and paint the reality is that depending on the color to match your desire ... "
" Wow ... just do not understand women .. But you know them? "
"I know them, of course it is! It 's just that I do not presume that all must sooner or later fall at my feet. "
" You see ... you still do not understand ... I will open my heart then, because I trust you. It 's true, my friend, but more that my presumption is a hope that will not die, that one day she will tell me. It's true ... I so far I have offered countless flowers, which she did not want to take. Flowers of different colors with different hues of various sizes .. You've never decided to collect one, even though they have never decided to be born. In the eyes of the world I'm a loser, someone who has nothing left to wait, in which the clarity and frankness have already cut their wings a few days ago. Yet I feel I win .. "
" I have a deep affection and profound respect for your feelings ... I would protect you from your passion ... "
" I feel like I win .. . I win! All the times in which she smiles at me, I already win. Every smile that said, this is my victory and I savor slowly growing hunger. His smiles, mentioned, resigned, which do not allow for no cause to hope someone else who knows ... Those smiles that fill subtle sweetness of her face, showing involvement .. Those smiles make me a winner. Those teeth violently squeezed her lips .. that his movement of the head that no one mentions, those eyes that shake because it affects my parents. I already won, my friend. The certainty that even once, even one, dressed in the morning, you will also thought for a moment at what dress to wear, materializing in his imagination my presence in the room ... Maybe an anonymous suit would have thought that depressed my desire, or perhaps deliberately has worn to put to the test, to be seen in its entirety, to test my devotion, free from all my charming imagination. This is already my victory. My victory my friend? The fact that she avoids me and tells me so well. If you do not just reach the soul of someone you'll never be the recipient of a refusal, always remember this ...."
"You're crazy ...!!!"
" Down to a love that is born .. and I am just so mad right now. Already I win all the times that I know it moves a slight stirring in his person and his feelings when I approach her .. You know, even if a woman does not even say a word .. you talk to her gestures as he nervously adjusts hair, hides when its hands for fear they are just as beautiful as you expect from her, curling his face when looking for an expression that appears to be the least expressive as possible ... These are my victories. His little gasps, her gentle stammer, his stubbornness to be known for a pleasant surprise. My victory is already there: not that this is not a no, but he just says in the end I wish that you do not stop. The ability of the time is doing dirty tricks, sometimes capturing the hearts ... If I had said yes I would have lost. Do you know why, my friend? Why I would not have his labor . I would not have had his embarrassment, nor his difficulty in managing condition. My victory is his intention to avoid me, mixed with the desire that I'm raising now. My victory? His thought, that even once a day reaches me. And his astonishment, mixed with private and will not infringe a smile, because of me thought, the fact that I managed to steal a moment to stessa.La if women are made to be loved, not to be included .. And maybe I've already included too. Now I do not want to do, I act as if nothing had been given to understand, to my intellect, my reason. I want you to see me ready to die. Ready to cash. My victory will be that she sees my defeat.
My friend, a woman wants to hear a woman wants to be seen as the one for which you do some crazy things, and these crazy awaits them. My victory is that if you disappear, I know she misses, I know they ask "has already stopped?" A woman wants to have before someone decided to love it. And she wants someone to care, because her role as mother and protector is inherent to her .... She wants it all. Exactly what I want to give me ... A tap of his fingers on the drum of my heart, burn all the sounds and starts a new harmony, every single day, I want to give it. I wish that maybe I will never have: the mo heart, like the sea, has no limits and my heart is as deep as the sea: more than I admit I feel I possess. The swagger is to love the greatest thing that I can give: the thing that most greatly is ready to receive.
I would try in every corner of the world the most beautiful things to offer, I did not find it and do not know where to find them, I realized that nothing counts as his love and I want nothing in return for a
Her smile, a kiss, a thought. You may wonder what he wants: the and would give anything just to prove that they are not up to it. Someone said that love always wants new pledges: I believe I have not got nothing until there is something to get. And I know that something exists, will not be a full, maybe this, my dear friend, I do I'll make a right, but will be more than what now exists. Born will grow, something will change. And in a few days I'll say today is much more than so many days ago when for the first time I have won my heart. And I will look with pride at the workings of my mind and my will, my caparbiertà fine .. and my abilities, saying, sad and excited that something has moved.
I have owned a lot and I wish so much because it is the woman for whom I could experience that without her I owned nothing, nothing for me. Sometimes I do not understand why another can, and dare to love you right, and I just love her so deeply, so completely, and know nothing, nor I, nor possess, besides her. "
" Stop running behind, you're going to have to run away from her for too bad .. "
" He did not win the man who runs after him, nor what it escapes. Vince what to expect. And I'm already winning. "
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