Bhang and Renge

What do you know about a man tears?What do expect from a man?Man that seems not to fall,to not surrender.That do not give up on you.Man that could had worship and raised your values.That is always able to show love..even you opened a war on him.What do you know?About self respect he must have, cuz if he doesnt no one will respect him.What do you know?about treacheries, and wounds,he never talk about.and wont you let you see…If you allow to me ask,what do you know about me?

Would u ever care?If I wanted build castle on sky.Or a home made of sand?If I wanted create the essence of the perfect parfum for your skin?Mixed with few drops of charms,Some tears of joy.Some bitter citric like gintonic on saturdays night. We would love to share together.And some feels of bhang smoke…Using lotus for changing the breeze.Had you ever cared?Would you ever care?If I didnt dare to tell? If I didn’t wanted ask?So when I do, had do I cared?If I don’t ask you now..Would you ever care?Do u want to build your life?Or you wanna build together?Do you wanna make my day?Or will it be…just an it could had been.Would you ever care?If you are the other face of the coin of one soul?If the morning ever bring sun, when you had call?Or the night it’s useless, and when one turns unable to sleep…And do not do till you wake up…for falling on your dream. Without a seen..

In the spring of my days,I already dreamed of you.In the summer when I saw you,I already fell in love with you.The autumn when you left,returning home…was cold and intense.And in the winter, harsh and punishing.I long for your kisses, your warmth, your embrace…your love.

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.