Feelings When I Think Of You

This one is very special because I wrote it for a special person I was interested in, and she lives in a special place I do love, she said it was the ghost writer:

I wish I could tell you

What I feel

When I think of you,

I wish I could make you know

That I feel a positive energy

When you're in my memories,

I wish you could know

That I'd leave everything

In my city

Just to see you,

And to be close to the sea

And to be able to see the twilight

Along with you.

I want you to know

That you make me feel

Like in paradise,

My levels of energy

Goes up more and more,

Believe me, I can't be just one day

Without remembering you.

Imagine you and me,

Sitting in the sand

Or standing in the street,

Seeing how sun hides away

In such a beautiful city,

Tell me something,

What did you feel when I wished you

a happy birthday?

I guess you didn't expect it

But I had your phone number,

Because you gave it to me,

I didn't tell you anything

Because I wanted to give you

a surprise,

A nice surprise.

Can you imagine

When we're walking in the beach

at night,

When I'm leaving there,

Because believe me,

I would be able to leave my life here

Just to be with you at the sea,

Contemplating the twilight with you.

Well I apologize if it bugged you,

I didn't mean to,

I just wanted you to know

That I feel happy when I have

your sign.

That's all,

Don't think that I want something else

Because I need to see you more at first

And you need to know me.

April 3^rd, 2012

PS: in my own hand for you, because you're like a mermaid.

The Re-encounter

This is the story of a friendship I lose a long time ago, and talks also about a re-encounter which took place a long time ago:

An old friend

3 years ago and more

Disappeared from our lives

And just for my birthday

Number 17

I had a re-encounter with him

I ran to receive him

Opened my arms

I felt emotion to see him

And I think

He felt also emotion to see me

‘Cause I was very, very tall

‘Cause just a little and I reach him

And what more emotion gave me

Is that it was for surprise

Really I didn’t hoped it

But was such the emotion I felt

And such the pleasure of the re-encounter

That I want it to happen again

I want to dedicate these words to my friend

Who I saw yesterday

“Friend, I’d like to see you again”

I dedicate these words to yesterday.

September 19^th, 2003

Ex

This is the first written I'll publish in my new blog. This is a story I wrote when I was 17 and it says something like that:

This is the story

Of a young boy

A special boy

Who when wrote it

He was 17

He is a different person

Different from the rest

He has a syndrome

Called “Asperger”

When he was a little boy

The people didn’t accept him

Just for be different

He felt like the shame

Of his family

Who didn’t want to understand

That it was a syndrome

Everybody thought

He was sick

But day after day

Year after year

He gets by for being a nice boy,

So that the people want him

And accept him as he is

He never gives in

His fight always goes on.

When he was 7 years old

He began with those things

Which in that time were strange

He knows he has this syndrome

Since he was 12,

But his family denied accepting it

Including his father

He didn’t want to accept it

He preferred to say him in a bad way

“Stop doing that!”

And also preferred hit him

Every time Ex did it.

There was a time when he suffered a lot

Because of the ignorance of all who knew about it,

And that time was when his friends made him suffer,

And his parents made harder his life.

The years passed by

And now this boy is 17 years old

In this while he’s writing this story,

This boy is me,

And now I can say that everybody,

Family, parents and friends,

Including my 2 sisters,

All this people today understands me,

Now I know that I’m not the only one

Who has this syndrome

In an event I knew a lot of people as me,

And so is how I know it.

Now the people accepts me as I am,

‘Cause I am so, originally.

March 2^nd, 2004