PuriCute

My strength comes from a hug, not any one, but one that helps me, that makes me feel safe, that does not need a word for anything, one who has the sweetest smell I've ever felt. *--*
It's that embrace that calms me, that brings me peace, one that makes me see what's really worth it.
My strength comes from Sunday afternoons, the afternoons I spent with him and that made me feel alive again. ;3
To which the hope of the ashes directly into his eyes. ~*
The same eyes, told me today that even far more than any mouth. (^_^)
The same eyes that with one move, a sign, I have already explained everything.
The same eyes that shine, can make me pull out the truest smiles at me. ^^
My strength comes from understanding, that mutual understanding, which goes beyond right and wrong. Not one that goes hand in head. u-u
It is simply not one that leaves you, it will always be with you, independent counsel in the situation. *3*

Is the understanding that was produced meekly, explained, and hardly understood. :}
My strength comes from the concern that exaggerated concern, one that occupies most of my time, one that becomes a challenge which I feel the deepest need to stop. :(
Above all because it hurts, bleeds a violent way, because it is not me, it is with you. His pain became my well or better than that. ^^

Her sadness has become my worst enemy and I intend to spend my whole life fighting against them. Their welfare is my paradise, is my little dream, is what I have as a goal.
It's what starts me smile just thinking about the existence, their happiness is what I will do everything possible to see happen... x:

When you hear your voice, read his words or to feel your touch. I also felt my heart beat the faster pulse rate. I feel you beating inside me. Nothing can take you from me, and nothing gets me out from inside you. -^^-

I can not say I love you because what goes on between us is much more than that.