It's 9:00 am and you are still asleep. I have been awake for a while now, still I can't move an inch away from you. My arms are positioned next to your body, while I keep on looking at you and smiling. You look so peaceful, so calm, that when I move a little closer, I'm afraid it will wake you. But you keep on dreaming. That's when I move my hand near your face and start touching your cheeks. Then, I get a little closer and press my lips gently over yours. You open your eyes and smile, which makes me slightly blush. Then, you embrace me and close your eyes again, and all I can hear are your heartbeats and your breathing. It makes me feel like I'm home.
It's not I've never felt something like that before. I think it's normal for all of us to feel "home" when we start seeing someone. It's all part of falling in love. I used to think it was a trap, but then you came along. I was so confused by you, that, as I tried to "solve" the puzzle that was our relationship, I ended up growing closer and closer to you. Next thing I knew, you were part of me. The "honeymoon" stage has never lasted this long with me, and I don't want the feeling to go away. I wanna wake up every day and still think (and feel) as I did this weekend: wishing I could wake up every day to your beautiful smile.
Love lasts as long as both of you are willing to fight for it, and let me tell you something: when it comes to you, I plan to fight everyday for as long as I shall live. After all, you complete me. You are home.
my friends call me lola. i used to live in brazil, moved to california when i was fourteen, then came back to brazil when I was nineteen. i can learn languages really easily. portuguese is my first language. i can speak an intermediate/conversational italian. it's not hard to please me. i believe in karma and in the zodiac. i hate when people stare at me. photography is my obcession. fashion is my passion. pink all day, every day. books lover. i'm afraid of heights. my family is my world. i hate fights. music has ALWAYS been a part of my life. love junkfood. hate to run. i'm as random as it can be. people say i can sing. messy. i enjoy making a fool out of myself in order to make people laugh.