Bhang and Renge

Words solve everything,but sometimes…they’re not enough.I don’t want an armed conflict.Just for saying I want you,just for saying I love you.And maybe I’ll have to apologize,with tears in my eyes.for not knowing how to express what I feel for you,without tears in my eyes.

I know I am a good man,and I don’t need to beg or plead for anything.What is given to me — it’s in my hand to accept.And what is not — it is within me not to desire it,nor to take it by force.If you ask yourself,you’ll see that I was always by your side.That for you I have killed, and for you I would die.That if I had you in my arms, I couldn’t let you go.And if you were to die in them,nothing would stop me fromleaving my body behind, and following you until the end of days.If you ask yourself…Yes, I’ve had bad luck.Yes, I loved you.I cried for you, even felt betrayed.At one point, I even wished for death —because my life had lost all meaning.If you ask yourself,my life no longer holds meaning,I swear I have no ikigai left.But it will come to me.Somehow.Still… what will become of me without you?

It’s true, I’ve lost time, loves, friends.And none of them will ever come back.I’ve missed out on the most important things in life, like:my youth — sick, sad, alone;I’ve lost opportunities, I’ve lost the chance to have a wife.And even though I have many descendants,I’ve never spent even 24 straight hours beside any of my children.I’m losing the person I’ve valued most in my life.And the chance to be happy for the rest of my days.And you, my love?You lost 250K for not accepting my good will…and another 300 or 600 women with your same namehad no hesitation in accepting the money.Yet none of them stayed by my side.What should I do? many would ask.Some would ask God, their parents, or family.I’m asking you.Because if I ask myself… neither I nor the world would find peace.But still, I ask myself, and I say:You have a world to conquer.For the love of a woman will never be again.You were the last chance,when in truth, you were always the first.And I, I believe I can no longer believe in love.I don’t think it’s possible anymore.

Yes I amYes I am the oneThe one that could make the world burn..Just if you were just not on itThe one thatWill protect you from othersand from yourself Fiercely and even bloodily.The oneThats able to put himselfOn this dangerous loveWhere the wounds of distance killWhere the silence of many year weight heavily Where the absent of your lipsJust made meWhat I amAnd what i ever wasYour dangerous lover💕 LOVE YOU AND EVER WILL

I hope one day..You can say proudlyI was the first man you love.That cover and kill for you.That you can say proudly.He never stopped loving me,Nit for a second, since I came to his life.That you can say to all.He sweared love and respect me, for the rest of the life.On the richness and on the poornessOn the health or sickness.That you make em all see.I’m a man of word.And I accepted this fateYou too.😭♥️😭

Arg!!…that lips on honey, that chocacrisp when i see youHow can one not fall in love, with your kitty hamsyour booty bumps, your feedy breast. how not get that candy? should i steal it…should i mate it.should we care eachother daily?should i start another silly conversation? should i dream, that this tale wasnt finish..that we fated, by ancestors and the pledges that a star shine at the hour of our meeting