A letter for you

Dear you,

How are you, dear? I'm not so good, but... I'm okay.
Why? I'll be better if you tell me something.
I need informations.
I'm going to be a jornalist, right?
But it doesn't matter now.
I want to know - and to explain - things.
First: I like you, but... Why can't we be friends?
I... don't know. We almost don't talk...
We just talk one or two times.
Somedays we don't talk... At all.
At all.
And... Why? Why?
I really like to talk to you.
You make me laugh.
You're funny.
I like that in you.
Really.
Well, I'd like to know if...
If is something happennig.
Because... You know, we are...
Differents, even we are equal.
I... Well, I... I see in your eyes.
There's something in yours and in mine too.
And only we see it.
What is it?
Can you tell me?
No? No problem.
It's just to be sure of, if it's happenning something...
And, if it is...
What?
How?
When?
Why?
Where?
In here.
I know it's oo much to ask., but...
I don't like to start and don't finish.
Or start and finish without a middle.
Let's do this middle?
So, if it be possible, answer.
If you don't want, don't do it.
I'm not speaking like:
"YOU MUST!",
It's like... Can you?
May you?
Might you?
My dear?
By: Me.

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Frase do Dia

"A vida é uma peça de teatro que não permite ensaios. Por isso, cante, chore, dance, ria e viva intensamente, antes que a cortina se feche e a peça termine sem aplausos."

(Charles Chaplin).

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