sábado, abril 25, 2015

::: A Despedida do Amor :::
Martha Medeiros

Despedir-se de um amor é despedir-se de si mesmo.

É o arremate de uma história que terminou, externamente, sem nossa concordância, mas que precisa também sair de dentro da gente…

E só então a gente poderá amar, de novo.

Existem duas dores de amor:
A primeira é quando a relação termina e a gente, seguindo amando, tem que se acostumar com a ausência do outro, com a sensação de perda, de rejeição e com a falta de perspectiva, já que ainda estamos tão embrulhados na dor que não conseguimos ver luz no fim do túnel.

A mais dilacerante é a dor física da falta de beijos e abraços, a dor de virar desimportante para o ser amado.
Mas, quando esta dor passa, começamos um outro ritual de despedida: a dor de abandonar o amor que sentíamos.

A dor de esvaziar o coração, de remover a saudade, de ficar livre, sem sentimento especial por aquela pessoa. Dói também…

sexta-feira, abril 17, 2015

::: This Time :::
Darren Criss

These walls and all these picture frames
Every name they show
These halls I've walked a thousand times
Heartbreaks and valentines, friends of mine all know

I look at everything I was
And everything I ever loved
And I can see how much I've grown
And though the mirror doesn't see it
It's clear to me, I feel it
I can make it on my own

I'm not afraid of moving on and letting go
It's just so hard to say goodbye to what I know
I know

This time no one's gonna say goodbye
I keep you in this heart of mine
This time I know it's never over
No matter who or what I am
I'll carry where we all began
This time that we had, I will hold forever

This old familiar place is
Where every face is another part of me
I played a different game then
They called me a different name then

I think of all the things I did
And how I wish I knew what I know now
I see how far I've come and what I got right
When I was looking for that spotlight
I was looking for myself
Got over what I was afraid of
I showed 'em all that I was made of
More than trophies on a shelf

For all the battles that we lost or might have won
I never stopped believing in the words we sung
We sung

I'm looking out from the crossroads
I don't know how far away I will roll
I take a breath, I close my eyes
Your voice will carry me home

I keep you in this heart of mine
This time I know it's never over
No matter who or what I am
I'll carry where we all began
This time that we had, I will hold
This time that we had, I will hold
This time that we had, I will hold forever
Forever