To love....

My silence is not your punishment ...

It's my redemption ...

Feelings do not decrease by missing the voice ... the presence ...

They grow in your ... in my absence ...

I do not feel selfish for not show what I feel, nor who I am ...

Because I know that in the face of disappointments, pains, what prevails in me yet ... is the love.

But it is in my silence to brace myself,

It's in my waiting .... I recognize me

What I would scream, complain?

I see in my balance, each owns their choices, I can only accept ...

So I go on living, falling, standing, smiling, crying ...

Anyway ... this lull, choosing with whom I share my air ...

But in my light ... walking ...

And above all conjugating

The... to Love verb!

Rosa Soares