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Primer encuentro.

Con nuestras miradas entrelazadas, veo que es casi la horma de mi zapato.
No porque sea más fuerte o más inteligente que la mayoría, sino porque ha conseguido lo que pocos han logrado a lo largo de la vida.
Ha encontrado una debilidad en mi defensa.
Todos sus movimientos son tan elegantes, tan gráciles, tan perfectos, tan…quizá demasiados perfectos.
Ya que el sonido de su voz puede silenciar el mundo y el roce de su piel hace que mi cuerpo se estremezca. Y cuando la miro a los ojos…Bueno, digamos sólo que me quedo abrumado por su cálido, maravilloso y magnético carisma, como si sólo estuviéramos ella y yo, como si todo lo demás hubiese dejado de existir.
Cierro los ojos con la intención de bloquear toda esa información, pero sé que quedará grabada a fuego en mi mente, sin importar cuánto me esfuerce por borrarla.
Me quiere y me acepta tal y como soy…hace que la decisión resulte mucho más fácil.
Quiero convencerme de que es ella…de que realmente es ella….incluso mucho después de que se haya desvanecido.

Y quiero que todo sea perfecto. Quiero que sea todo lo que has soñado que sería. Sólo espero no decepcionarte.

*****~~~~~~*****~~~~~*****

First Encounter

Intertwined with our eyes, I see that is almost the fit of my shoe.
Not because it is stronger or more intelligent than most, but because she has achieved what few have achieved throughout life.
She has found a weakness in my defense.
All their movements are so elegant, so graceful, so perfect, so ... maybe too perfect.
As the sound of your voice can silence the world and the touch of your skin makes my body shiver.
And when I look into your eyes ... Well, let's just say I'm overwhelmed by your warm, wonderful and magnetic charisma, as if we were just her and me, as if everything else had ceased to exist.
I close my eyes with the intention of blocking all that information, but I know that will be etched in my mind, no matter how hard I try to delete it.
She loves me and accepts me as I am ... makes the decision much easier.
I convince myself that is it ... that really is it .... even long after it has vanished.
And I want everything to be perfect.
I want to be everything you dreamed it would.
I just hope not to disappoint.
“In my beautiful world…
Floating like a feather ...
You're just like an angel.
I don't care if it hurts…
I just want a perfect soul…
So I could look good next to you.
In my perfect universe…
You'll always be my inspiration…
My muse.
I just want you to notice when I'm not around…
Whatever makes you happy…
Whatever you want.
I wish I was special…
You are so special…
I don't belong here…”

She Said… Leave Luck To Heaven.
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