quinta-feira, 3 de julho de 2008

Don't tell me...

Both of us had secrets but now it seems yours were bigger and sadder then mine…

It was one of those days called as perfect.
We left in the morning to spend the day by the river. Springtime surrounded us in the green of the trees, in the colours of the flowers.
It was a sunny day, you spent it with your fishing cane and I with my book.
Peace and comfort.

When in our way home you said
“I have something to tell you.”And I asked you
“Are you going to make me more or less happy?”
You answered
“Less happy”So I told you
“Then don’t tell me…”

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