It's the wrong kind of time to be thinking of you...

How I would like to enjoy a glass full of red wine. Taste it, enjoy it, no background story.
How I would like to sit back and enjoy a nice movie beside you. Delight myself, no strings attached, no commitment required, no tears shed.
How I would like to enjoy the nice summer breeze travelling slowing through all pores of my skin. Feel it in the moment, no expectations, no desire for more.
How I would like logic to make sense...Me plus you equaling happiness, me less you without equaling equilibrium, not craving for your touch.
How I would like to be that person for once... the one who knows what is going when nobody's there.
How I would like to step a little closer to the edge, regale the beautiful view... See the world beneath me, not fear it, not fall into it.

I'm sorry if you don't understand where all this is coming from. I'm sorry if you just stumble into me and I'm not giving you the opportunity to know the better me. They say home is where the heart is. Well mine is divided into pieces, separated by the wind. Where to go now?

Love always,
Tommy

"Façam o Favor de Ser Felizes" - Raul Solnado