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𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑫'𝑺.
𝘌𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘶 𝘯𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘪𝘳𝘰̂𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘯𝘢̃𝘰 𝘦́? 𝘕𝘢̃𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘦́ 𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘶 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘰. 𝘝𝘰𝘤𝘦̂ 𝘱𝘰𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘰, 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘰, 𝘯𝘢̃𝘰 "𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦" 𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘪𝘹𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘫𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘰 𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘰 𝘣𝘰𝘮 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘰. 𝘝𝘶𝘭𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢́𝘷𝘦𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢 𝘴𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘮𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘢, 𝘮𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢́ 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢́𝘷𝘦𝘭 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭, 𝘦 𝘦𝘶 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘢, 𝘮𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘹𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘰 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘤̧𝘢̃𝘰 𝘥𝘦 𝘶𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘦𝘭𝘩𝘰 𝘦 𝘶𝘮𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘢 - 𝘜𝘮 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘮 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘰, 𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘳. 𝘖𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘩𝘰𝘳, 𝘷𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘴, 𝘶𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘦𝘭𝘩𝘰 𝘦 𝘶𝘮 𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘰 - 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪́𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘴 𝘢́𝘨𝘦𝘪𝘴, 𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘮 𝘥𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘮, 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘻 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘢̃𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘤̧𝘢𝘮 𝘱𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘮𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘦́𝘥𝘪𝘰, 𝘶𝘮 𝘵𝘪́𝘵𝘶𝘭𝘰 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘢 𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘰: 𝘚𝘢́𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘴𝘰 - 𝘊𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘦̂ 𝘯𝘢̃𝘰 𝘦́?.
𝘗𝘰𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘢𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘮𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦̂ 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘦 𝘶𝘮 𝘈𝘯𝘫𝘰 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦̂ 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘦́𝘮 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢 𝘢 𝘓𝘶́𝘤𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘳? 𝘗𝘰𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢 𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘦, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘢̃𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘴? 𝘌 𝘱𝘰𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘢̃𝘰 𝘣𝘰𝘮? - 𝘝𝘰𝘤𝘦̂ 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘪𝘹𝘢 𝘯𝘰 𝘢𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘰 𝘴𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘨𝘰, 𝘦 𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘦, 𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘦 𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘶 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘥𝘦? 𝘈𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘢, 𝘦𝘶 𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘪𝘰 𝘢𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘢, 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘯𝘢̃𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘪 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘳.
𝘌𝘴𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘶́𝘣𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘻𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘴, 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘰 𝘯𝘰 𝘩𝘢́𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘰. 𝘔𝘢𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘶 𝘱𝘳𝘰́𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦̂𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘻 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘩𝘰.
𝘌 𝘢𝘪́ 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰́𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦̂𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘥𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘰.
𝘉𝘺- lilyི†
The man that I may have created in my head. It doesn't exist.
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