There is something in your eyes that is unlike anything I have seen so far. Maybe it's just the ghost of something I dreamed of a while ago, but still, I wonder what it's doing there.
Don't call me crazy if I spend a few decades absorbed in your eyes, don't think it's strange that I look at you too much; I'm just pretending I'm trying to uncover a mystery that I already know everything about.
You are like jumping into the void accompanied only with your faith, like trying to handle a kayak in rapids, you want to go on a trip without a pre-established destination, but also, you are like having a picnic on a serene afternoon, like having your favorite cereal for breakfast, like a morning between laughter. You are ... what is in your pupils, a ghost that escaped from a dream.
Every day it is a constant losing myself in you, and not wanting to return. When I look at you all I want is to stay. Give you a kiss for every star in the sky, hug you until all your pieces are crushed against each other, make you laugh like a child, that we get out of the routine and that we skip all the plans, hate each other, have fun until the wee hours at night, loving each other as if there were no tomorrow, doing mischief, and fucking our lives ... but just a little. You know ... I never thought I'd find so much in you.
The times that I have seen you cry, they have been more than enough, and I have not been able to avoid asking life that my love is everything you need to be happy always. So as not to have to see that expression on your face, or the translucent droplets using your trampoline eyelashes. I know that from everything that has happened you could say that you are bad for me, but, darling, who are you to tell me what I need? I know you like it better when you are with me, the same thing happens to me.
I like that you make my life easier, but also more fun. I like that you look at me like I'm interesting, and that you smile like you're thinking, "God, she's crazy." I like that you follow me everywhere, as if you were my moon. I like that you don't give a damn what people say, I like that for some reason you love me.
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Hay algo en tus ojos, que es diferente a todo lo que haya visto hasta ahora. Tal vez, sea solo el fantasma de algo que soñé hace un tiempo, pero aun así, me pregunto que hace allí.
No me tildes de loca si me paso unas décadas absorta en tus pupilas, no pienses que es extraño que te mire demasiado; solo estoy fingiendo que intento descubrir un misterio del que ya lo se todo.
Eres como lanzarse al vacío acompañado solo con tu fe, como tratar de manejar un kayac en rápidos, eres ganas de salir en un viaje sin destino preestablecido, pero también, eres como hacer un picnic en una tarde serena, como desayunar tu cereal favorito, como una madrugada entre risas. Eres... lo que hay en tus pupilas, un fantasma que se escapó de un sueño.
Cada día es un constante perderme en ti, y no querer regresar. Cuando te miro todo lo que quiero es quedarme. Darte un beso por cada estrella en el cielo, abrazarte hasta que todas tus piezas se aplasten unas contra otras, hacerte reír como un niño, que nos salgamos de la rutina y que nos saltemos todos los planes, odiarnos de mentira, divertirnos hasta altas horas de la noche, querernos como si no hubiera un mañana, hacer travesuras, y jodernos la vida... pero solo un poco. Sabes.. nunca pensé encontrar tanto en ti.
Las veces que te he visto llorar, han sido más que suficientes, y no he podido evitar pedirle a la vida que mi amor sea todo lo que necesites para ser feliz siempre. Para no tener que ver esa expresión en tu cara, ni las gotitas traslucidas usando tus pestañas de trampolín. Se que por todo lo que ha pasado podrías decir que eres malo para mi, pero, cariño ¿quien eres tu para decirme lo que necesito? Se que te gusta más cuando estas conmigo, a mi me pasa igual.
Me gusta que me haces la vida más fácil, pero también más divertida. Me gusta que me miras como si fuera interesante, y que sonríes como si pensaras: "Dios, está loca.". Me gusta que me sigues a todas partes, como si fueras mi luna. Me gusta que te importa un bledo lo que diga la gente, me gusta que por alguna razón me quieres.
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Hello, @hillaryaperez! This is @anggreklestari from @OCD team. We saw that you already posted your first post here in Hive Blockchain! Congratulations and welcome! However, it would be awesome if you do an introduction post. As a sample of what an intro post is, you can refer to this intro post for reference:
Keeping Up With the Buzz - My Introduction to the Hive Community
There's no specific format on how you do your intro post, but there is some suggested content that we would love to see in your post. Information like who are you and where you're from, how did you discover Hive or who invited you, what types of content you want to see here and the types that you want to produce, and what are your expectations in this platform. There's no pressure on this. You can choose whatever information you would like to share.
You can tag me @anggreklestari on your intro post then if you have done with it.
Well, you can explore the communities that are suitable for your content. You can read some of the communities in this post: OCD Communities Incubation Program
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