{"id":14840,"date":"2020-07-19T14:03:55","date_gmt":"2020-07-19T14:03:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/herway.net\/?p=14840"},"modified":"2021-08-12T10:15:02","modified_gmt":"2021-08-12T10:15:02","slug":"o-que-e-que-eu-faco","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/o-que-e-que-eu-faco\/","title":{"rendered":"Eu tenho muito medo de te amar, mas estou te amando mesmo assim"},"content":{"rendered":"

I\u2019ve run out of reasons to run away from you. I\u2019ve tried so hard to find something, anything that will be a strong enough reason to walk away from you, just so I don\u2019t have to face my fear. But I have nothing.<\/p>\n

Abalaste-me at\u00e9 ao \u00e2mago, fazendo cair todas as minhas paredes enquanto eu tentava reconstru\u00ed-las, apanhando tijolos de dor antiga que eu t\u00e3o pacientemente empilhei at\u00e9 ficarem espessos e suficientemente altos para me protegerem.<\/p>\n

E tu continuavas l\u00e1, certificando-te de que eu estava seguro, certificando-te de que me mantinhas quente, agora que os furac\u00f5es da vida me podem tocar novamente.<\/p>\n

Foste simultaneamente o terramoto que me dividiu em peda\u00e7os e a cola que me manteve unido.<\/b><\/p>\n

I\u2019m so scared of falling apart again.<\/b> But you already know that. You already know that every time I pull away, it\u2019s not because I don\u2019t love you. It\u2019s because I\u2019m afraid of your touch.<\/p>\n

I\u2019m not used to being touched gently, touched in a way I can actually feel loved. I\u2019m not used to being held when I\u2019m broken.<\/p>\n

\"casal<\/p>\n

I\u2019m not used to feeling loved, but you love me. You are still here, you are holding me. Tu \u00e9s o meu maior medo e a fonte da minha coragem.<\/b><\/p>\n

I\u2019m so scared of being <\/b>magoado novamente<\/b><\/a>.<\/b> I\u2019m just afraid that if I get hurt once more, I won\u2019t be able to get back on my feet again. I\u2019m so afraid of being manipulated again, of being intoxicated and twisted.<\/p>\n

But I trust you. For crazy reasons I can\u2019t even put in words, I trust you.<\/p>\n

Confio em ti quando dizes que nunca me magoar\u00e1s. Confio em ti quando dizes que estar\u00e1s sempre aqui.<\/p>\n

Mas quando a noite volta a rastejar para mim, os meus medos est\u00e3o aqui de novo, a gritar e a ecoar na minha mente. Prendendo-me \u00e0 minha cama, afugentando a minha paz e os meus sonhos.<\/p>\n

Mas tu ainda est\u00e1s l\u00e1. A abra\u00e7ar-me, a beijar-me at\u00e9 adormecer.<\/p>\n

\"Jovem<\/p>\n

I\u2019m scared of loving again. Of not being loved back. Of being taken for granted. But why do I love you? Why do I trust your words? What\u2019s so special about you that makes my <\/b>as paredes caem<\/b><\/a>?<\/b><\/p>\n

It\u2019s the feeling of calm I feel when I\u2019m with you. It\u2019s the warmth in my soul I feel when I look into your eyes.<\/b><\/p>\n

It\u2019s the feeling of my hand in yours. It\u2019s the feeling that I finally belong somewhere, that I belong in your arms. It\u2019s the feeling of your heartbeat when I\u2019m laying on your chest.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s the feeling I get when you lean your head on mine, telling me how I\u2019m your \u2018little pumpkin\u2019. Telling me how I\u2019m the best thing that has happened to you.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s the patience you have for me.<\/b> It\u2019s the strength you have for my demons. It\u2019s the way you are ready to fight my wars, because they are now yours, too.<\/p>\n

Every time I run away, you\u2019re waiting for me. Every time I laugh away your words of love, you make me feel them.<\/p>\n

\"Casal<\/p>\n

J\u00e1 n\u00e3o consigo ver a mulher que tu v\u00eas.<\/b> That\u2019s the woman that was broken, beaten to death. The woman I locked up behind all those walls that you tumbled down. But you see her. You see her fire, her passion and her beauty.<\/p>\n

E todos os dias, todas as manh\u00e3s, certificas-te de que eu tamb\u00e9m a vejo. Viste todos os meus defeitos, mas beijaste-os na mesma.<\/p>\n

You saw my scars and mended them with your love. You saw my bruises and healed them with your gentle touch. You saw oceans of sadness in my eyes and learned to swim in them, so I\u2019m not alone anymore.<\/p>\n

Amar-te. Deixar-te entrar. Ter-te ao meu lado continua a ser a coisa mais assustadora que me imaginei a fazer. <\/b>It still frightens me to death, but I\u2019d rather die in your arms than live without them.<\/p>\n

I choose to fight every day, just to see your eyes once more. Just to feel your heartbeat and to hear you one more time calling me \u2018Pumpkin\u2019. I\u2019m scared as hell to love you, but I\u2019d rather be afraid with you than brave alone.<\/b><\/p>\n

\"Eu<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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