And there is that person, ruining your plans for the future.
You don't see yourself as a mom. You don't like babies and children anyway.
Yet, if he is going to be the father, then, you wanna give birth to his son. You feel secure to risk yourself as a mom, because you know he's born to be the perfect dad and he'll support you everytime you feel like having the kid's head on a silver plate.
Honestly, even if you enjoyed a lot that country, that city... You didn't feel at home, you knew you didn't and don't belong that place.
You know that if it wasn't for him, you'd have decided that it was enough and would had an early fight back home.
There is not Sao Paulo. There is not the dreamy NYC.
Still, there is a tiny part of you, that one you try to silence... It says you would probably sacrifice yourself just for the sake of being by his side.
Because you don't belong to that place, but, yet, you long for him more than anybody else.
When it comes to career, you know that US is the perfect blank book to write your name in. You dream with sceneries like the one of The Phantom Of The Opera, at Broadway's Majestic Theater.
And you know maybe it would not be possible to achieve so much on his land. Maybe there'd be a scholarship, but nothing more.
BTW, you also know that you are FAR AWAY of the expectations people have about women on that country. You're too boyish. You don't cook. You're personality is too strong and too rebellious. You don't down your head for any man.
Also, you're sure his mom would be disgusted.
Not enough. You're sure your parent would be horrified by his sense of fashion, by his metrossexuality and stuff. He'd be called gay. You know it, fucking prejudice...
AND. The guilty. How to escape the guilty feeling of leaving your parents behind? The ones who gave up of so many things, and even dreams, just for your safety. Hey, mom, dad. I'm leaving you two behind because there's a man I love and have been in love for almost three years by now.
What about the four-paw angels you're responsible for? So, are you leaving them behind as well?
Trouble, trouble, trouble.
Still he's the only one who can silence your ghosts and your horrid dark side. He's the only man who makes you blush and feel vulnerable. Still, you crave for him, for his defects and qualities. You know how spoiled he is, and you want him exactly the way he is.
So badly you loose your path of life, your orientation ...
You dream to make him the happiest man in the world. And you know there is no better place then in his arms: you're not scared of loving him, actually this is probably the only thing you are sure about.
But you are madly terrified about this loosing ground consequences.
Yet, you wanna a chance. You still wanna try.
Courage or foolishness? Who knows?
- What do you think, Hiroomi Tosaka?
You don't see yourself as a mom. You don't like babies and children anyway.
Yet, if he is going to be the father, then, you wanna give birth to his son. You feel secure to risk yourself as a mom, because you know he's born to be the perfect dad and he'll support you everytime you feel like having the kid's head on a silver plate.
Honestly, even if you enjoyed a lot that country, that city... You didn't feel at home, you knew you didn't and don't belong that place.
You know that if it wasn't for him, you'd have decided that it was enough and would had an early fight back home.
There is not Sao Paulo. There is not the dreamy NYC.
Still, there is a tiny part of you, that one you try to silence... It says you would probably sacrifice yourself just for the sake of being by his side.
Because you don't belong to that place, but, yet, you long for him more than anybody else.
When it comes to career, you know that US is the perfect blank book to write your name in. You dream with sceneries like the one of The Phantom Of The Opera, at Broadway's Majestic Theater.
And you know maybe it would not be possible to achieve so much on his land. Maybe there'd be a scholarship, but nothing more.
BTW, you also know that you are FAR AWAY of the expectations people have about women on that country. You're too boyish. You don't cook. You're personality is too strong and too rebellious. You don't down your head for any man.
Also, you're sure his mom would be disgusted.
Not enough. You're sure your parent would be horrified by his sense of fashion, by his metrossexuality and stuff. He'd be called gay. You know it, fucking prejudice...
AND. The guilty. How to escape the guilty feeling of leaving your parents behind? The ones who gave up of so many things, and even dreams, just for your safety. Hey, mom, dad. I'm leaving you two behind because there's a man I love and have been in love for almost three years by now.
What about the four-paw angels you're responsible for? So, are you leaving them behind as well?
Trouble, trouble, trouble.
Still he's the only one who can silence your ghosts and your horrid dark side. He's the only man who makes you blush and feel vulnerable. Still, you crave for him, for his defects and qualities. You know how spoiled he is, and you want him exactly the way he is.
So badly you loose your path of life, your orientation ...
You dream to make him the happiest man in the world. And you know there is no better place then in his arms: you're not scared of loving him, actually this is probably the only thing you are sure about.
But you are madly terrified about this loosing ground consequences.
Yet, you wanna a chance. You still wanna try.
Courage or foolishness? Who knows?
- What do you think, Hiroomi Tosaka?
