Idade mental: 12

Como é que se pode ligar à diferença de idades quando se namora com um homem nos seus 30s que acorda e, para se livrar das dores musculares, começa às cambalhotas na cama e a fazer pinos contra a parede?
Ou que canta a "What Is Love?" a plenos pulmões nos momentos mais random? Que parte metade dos óculos e continua a usá-los assim, só com uma haste?

Desde a primeira conversa que me faz rir a toda a hora - tem um ar composto, de homem bem sucedido, corresponde exactamente ao estereótipo de grego (bonito, apaixonado por comida e filosofia), mas também é uma criança. E acho que foi isso que fez com que me apaixonasse por ele.

Letting it out

"Why are you so unmotivated?"

I couldn't tell you it was because of you. It was always about you, only you. 

So I just slipped an

"I don't know, I really don't know... But well, this situation with you also makes me a bit stressed, it can be one of the reasons.. I just hope I can see you tonight".

"I hope so too. But don't think of spending time with me, just focus."

"But I need to know you're there, even if I'm not with you. That you're there, one floor away, that I can just run to you whenever I need to."

"After this, we will go and relax together in some beautiful place. I'll take you to see a lot of cities next week, when you're done with that, I promise. And just call me if you need me again. Really, I'm serious, call me. I will make you better". 

And you do. You make everything better. You always make things better.

Little things

"I know you've never loved
The crinkles by your eyes
When you smile...

But I'll love them endlessly.

I'm in love with you,
And all your little things."

É que nem dá para sentir vergonha de estar a postar uma letra dos One Direction.

This is love. The little things.