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Today i've been thinking.. What IS Love?

Is it some kind of bed time story, that we are told in order to be able to sleep in peace? Or is it something that we will eventually find?

Should i look for it? Should i wait for it?

I don't know. But it seems like everybody has its own theory about it.

Some people say, you just look into somebodys eyes and then, boom! You found it. Lucky you.
Others say it is something you build over time. That, actually, everybody ends up saying.
But there are still some people that insist, that true love, usually comes out from a great friendship between a guy and a girl. To THAT, i can relate.

Because good friends, true friends, tell each other everything. They know your best and your worst. They know what makes you sad and what cheers you up. They know YOU.
What is best than coming home not just to the person you love, but to your best friend?
The person you want to tell everything, and by everything i mean every single thing. It should be the best, right?
Well..
Lucky you.
Lucky you who found your heart in the hands of your best friend.

Pensando nisso

A gente gasta tanto tempo pensando no que poderia ter sido, que esquece daquilo que é. Daquilo que somos, do quão especial e único é viver aqui. O amor de cada dia, a paixão que vem e passa, a vontade que as vezes se cumpre e outras vezes não.

A gente esquece do aconchego num abraço amigo, do desabafo livre de julgamentos, do gostar livre de amarras. A gente esquece de amar cada um de um jeito único. 

É tão bom se sentir amado e querido, é tão bom se sentir amigo, aceitando o compromisso de amar e encontrar, também no outro, um abrigo.