Not the beauty nor the intelligence, the nightmare is what I Love.

She's your angel but..

The eye contact.

"I don't want to talk with you!"

“I don't want to talk with you” she said. I murmured “Neither do I, I want to get crazy with you, I want to hold your hands as I plant kisses in your cheeks and eyes, I want to see you laugh when I tickle you, I want to hug you tightly, I want to see you fall asleep. So, yeah I don't mind if you don't want to talk with me in these moments. "

Look at me!

Look at me! I love you. Even if you don't look at me, I still love you.

Met anyone this crazy? 😜

Not every women is you..

“All boys are the same!” she said and stormed off. He stood there and mumbled,” Not every women is you...”

When I look back…

When I look back, 
The school bag was the heaviest thing I carried, 
Heartbeat raised only for incomplete assignments, 
The day was with friends in those tiny benches, 
And the nights, ended with a story from the angel in disguise, Mother. 

When I look back, 
Heartbreak was the heaviest thing I carried, 
Heartbeat raised only when I saw into the eyes of my first love, 
The day was still with friends, only that the tiny screens replaced the benches, 
And the nights, ended with a challenge to overcome the pain.