Yes, Warrick:
I do cry when I miss the one I love.
I do try to make amends when I did something wrong...
Or I try to make feel better ( after making amends) when I hurt so much to the persons I love.
And now Im missing a lot that man that I talked in my lasts posts .
He wants to be unknown, so do I .
I do not want him to carry with my troubles, but I m a lot difficult and lonely and the only persons who I trust are the persons I REALLY LOVE.
Sometimes I dont trust neither to my friends...
So...I miss HIM.

Replying for I need seratonin ( from The scarlet fires)

Yes, Warrick:I do cry when I miss the one I love.I do try to make amends when I did something wrong...Or I try to make feel better ( after making amends) when I hurt so much to the persons I love.And now Im missing a lot that man that I talked in SADROUSSIE.BLOGSPOT.COM.He wants to be unknown, so do I .I do not want he to carry with my troubles, but I m a lot difficult and lonely and the only persons who I trust are the persons I REALLY LOVE.Sometimes I dont trust neither to my friends...So...I miss HIM.

The terms for an eternal love (Part II)

I really dont know how to shown.
And although I dont want that or need it, I think that sometimes it`s necessary.

I dont feel sad now ( strange for me)
but,
something has to HAPPEN...!

The best thing for me is not seeing very well again with my coloured contact lens.
That hides me from the rest, because I dont see nothing. And my eyes are not the foolish brown as they naturally are.

So.

Try to invent a new way ( as this ) for reaching me.
And I ll try a new way to reach YOU!

Love
Rosana

Temptation is out of here!

Sad files, I was wondering how to disappear from the streets that one day hurt me, just thinking for something better.
Think twice of three times, and then appear you, in the middle of a blue screen.

Then, the silence.

Paintings of you walk me down under my red skin.

And I have my temptation out of here...

Out from the street which separe us.

Out of this place...

The terms for an eternal love

Sometimes you dont know or what you do, when you`re at the front of him, just him on a paper.
His photograph seems to be unquiet full of emotions that you only know how to explain to.
Sometimes you dont know how to say that to your love, sometimes you`re embraver, but no word from your eyes, no sight from your mouth.

You`ll have to tell her that you love her.

It s all I could do.