30 phrases by Maiara and Maraisa that show the intensity of feminejo

Our story almost had a happy ending, but it wasn’t just up to me.

That tone of voice I recognize, a mixture of fear and desire. I’m applauding your courage to call me.

I am the wind that shakes your courtship. I think it’s right for her to keep an eye out.

I want the two of us very close together, until we are very old, cane and crochet. Until the end, me and you.

I stayed up all night, I couldn’t sleep. Wandering through the bars, hoping to open the first haven and order a coffee.

Yeah, and the moment I kissed you, it was better than I imagined. If I had known, I would have done it before. Deep down, we’ve always been good lovers.

You put faith only in your dreams and discouraged mine.

So much love kept for so long, people holding each other for nothing because of someone else. You only know if it happens.

Almost a couple, almost a feeling. We got lost in time.

She blocks me on her social media, but in her head she doesn’t rule.

On your wedding day, I’ll run into the church. Let the guests blow up, those flowers, those vases, that lie of yours. Screw that theater.

Look at your finger now and throw that ring away. I know very well who you love. It is me you call in health, in sadness, in joy and in bed.

With you, I travel to another dimension. I have created wings and flown beyond infinity. Our love is beautiful.

I need someone to shake up my life. I’m looking for a person to give meaning to the songs suffered.

And I don’t even care because it’s your way. Do what? And even so, I say yes, because I want you for myself.

After you, I don’t feel cold. After you, there’s no emptiness, love.

Blanket tangled up, clothes are everywhere. You are not organized at all. In bed, this mess of yours is tidied up.

If we are already mixing the socks, sharing the same duvet. In my wardrobe, there’s your drawer. In your bathroom, you already have makeup and lipstick.

That day, you said you were going to call and you didn’t. On that day, we almost make love, it almost becomes love.

I love it when I run to you, scared. You are my hero, cockroach killer and after all we laugh.

I want to wake up next to you every morning, hear your good morning, a coffee, a croissant. Two copies of us running in a backyard. The ups and downs of every couple.

In the labyrinth of your heart, it took me a while, but I came out.

Where am I, who found you and suddenly disappeared?

Did I come face to face with the past? You with that smile so forced, saying that now you’re changed.

I can’t believe you’ve already forgotten me. I can’t accept anyone other than me.

Why are your eyes so shining? Is something bothering you? Did something in me remind you?

So don’t cheat on me. You are still the same as last year. Seeing you talking like that to me is funny. He still has the same passionate face.

It’s crazy, we love each other and every day I want more. You stick together like bubblegum.

Me, distant. Their cold attitudes and my increasingly empty mind, imagining that I shouldn’t.

It hurts too much, to see you like this living in other arms. It hurts too much, I wish I had a heart of steel.