Preciso tirar essa dor de dentro de mim, essa saudade que me dói tanto, que ta castigando o meu coração. Entre o sorriso e o choro, a emoção e as lágrimas, o que me resta são as lembranças.

- - - - - - All uncredited poems are mine. Tuesday, January 16, 2018. I need to be seen with kind eyes. Who look upon and not judge. Who sees even the true nature of my situation. I need to know the comfort. Of being valued by someone. Their kind eyes see my gifts, talents and worth. By those with angry glares.

I dont know what it could mean but i wonder if it has something to do with my beach house? I have been shown a few over the past couple of weeks and maybe its a sign that im about to find the right one for me? July 5, 2011.