We, AgainA Story by Henrique J. HackenhaarA story about lovers that had promisses not to stay together anymore.Another time, I opened my arms, and you rested on them. We’ve been doing what we’ve promised we wouldn’t ever do again. But, like always, we lie. Now, you’re on my bed again, by my side; and I’m not pretty sure, where it’s taking us; who knows (you would say). That’s the way I do, I start opening things, my arms, my house, when I realize, you’re in everything, and have also opened the chamber in my heart. How the hell do you get there? how many time will you get? I know, that night, I should’ve done that, but you asked for it, and I answered, as I would always do. You know, I always answer, even if I’m mad; you’re like a drug, and each time, I get more addicted, as like it were possible. Sometime I wonder, if you see that, and if you feel the same; but how? you’re just a girl, but I always feel like, It’s you, who actually, takes care of me. And who knows the truth? Life is a surprise box, we do not always get what we want, neither better nor worse, just like we deserve. If you believe it so. And we deserve it, don’t we? We’ve been walking on tough roads; it feels like a moment of peace, before another storm… Again, I’m not pretty sure, about what we’ve been doing. But I know, we’re doing our best. H.J.H © 2013 Henrique J. HackenhaarAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on August 26, 2013 Last Updated on August 26, 2013 AuthorHenrique J. HackenhaarPinhalzinho, BrazilAboutI used to be a sick reader, but nowaday I'm working a lot, and sometimes I'm too lazy to read, so sometimes I just don't.. anyway.. I've been writting since 2009.. I'm brasilian, so, most of my wr.. more.. |