Otra vez más traigo a mis “páginas” un post de Le Love. Sus escritos a veces parecen salir de mi mente y de mi boca. Este justamente no quizá a día de hoy, pero recientemente pensé eso y otras muchas cosas…
“Right now, I feel good. I feel good knowing that you care about me. I feel good knowing that you will give me a chance. I feel good knowing you see me for what I am, not what they say I am. I feel good when you send me cute songs to tell me how much you care, because you don’t know how I’ll react if you tell it to me face up.
I want you to know that I like you so much. I want it to be us. Us two against the universe. I want you to know that each time I go to bed a picture of your face is stuck in my mind. I want you to know that when I’m at work selling dvd’s you’re in my mind all of the time. I want you to know that right now – you are the reason I’m staying up til 4 in the morning.
I love how you play the guitar to me. I love how you get scared of scary movies, while I’m sitting there laughing. I love how you kiss me in front of your friends. I love how you smile at me when I said something silly. I love the way you hold me when I’m sleeping. I love how you wake me up in the middle of the night just to tell me something weird.
You’re beautiful boy. You’re so beautiful that a thousand of people deserve to hear about you. You’re so good, you’re so bad, that everybody wants to be on your lips. Oh baby, I wont mind getting up at 7 am each day just to make you breakfast.
I think I’m falling in love with you. It feels good.”
