Weather and music

 

Good morning

She says

I do it for you.

I, I smile. 

It is good to feel appreciated and loved. 

It is good when someone does things for you.

As well when hated, for whatever the reason. 

Meaning that I´m doing something.

Loved by some, hated by others, for the things you say and do. Hated because the good and bad things you do cause envy, greed, hatred. It is you who do and say them, not them, and it do not go on the interests and work of some animals. They become enemies, they become your enemies. Some things for no reason just because. Their are against. Against you, against your things, against your enemies interests and job.

Guys?

I do it for you guys.

Whose guys?

There can be only one, me or another guy she loves, no one else. She has the right to choose with who she wants to be with.

She no longer knows what to do. She says she can do things, keep doing things, her things and life. But what to do? What is really important to do?

To love and live someone, to be loved and lived by someone.

Doubts on her mind. Questioning her own content, her social content. Sexy, it is sexy, and much more than it, many good things. Let me say, she is sexy and I love it. It makes me jealous, butt, I love it, I love not seeing my girl doing those things she does and says on her social media for thousands of people. Please, do it, butt do it with me.

She is dressed. 

She went to a store and bought some clothes. I don´t like it. To who is she dressing for? Where is she going and what is she going to do? I want her, I don´t like when she dresses up to something or to somebody else.

Is she trying to make me jealous?

She looks like a... 

I´m going to slap her, hold, touch, lick and kiss her, and it is not love. 

Blue, pink and her skin.

I want to love her but it is better not to touch her.

What mama says to her?

Os lençóis e as almofadas. 

Um olhar para o pensamento dela. 

Onde estava e com quem estava a leveza do olhar, do pensamento e do sorriso dela? 

Um sussurro disse que o seu olhar, pensamento e sorriso estava no cheiro de um perfume que atravessou uma parede e que passou por ela? Ela não o viu mas senti-o.

The sheets and the pillows. 

A look into her thoughts. She was looking to her thoughts, thinking, wondering.

Where was she and with whom was the lightness of her gaze, thoughts and smile? 

A whisper said that she was in the scent of a perfume that crossed a wall and passed by her. without her seeing him? 

She did not see him but felt him.

 A Ghost in her room, body and mind, in her eyes, lips and smile?

Yes, a Ghost.

What did the ghost go there to do?

Slap her face, lick and kiss her. The Ghost went there to tell his love for her.

Judging by her pose, smile and the place, it was something.

I AM HER LOVER, 

I was there and I can say something, but only her can tell if it was something really good or bad for her? 

Well, we couldn´t no longer cancel our love.

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NGR