208

O que transforma um homem vulgar no nosso príncipe,
é ele querer ser o homem da nossa vida.
E há alguns que ainda querem.

207

whatever will be, will be

206

Queria falar contigo,
dizer-te apenas que estou aqui.

205

Somehow she didn't want to confess to him 

that she was so weary
of all those people  who'd seem to want to care about her.
He touched her cheek gently, caressingly.
Her heart was bitting so loudly that surely he could hear it.
Arms up!
He smooths your hair back

and the touch of his fingers sending waves

of awareness through her.
He was going to kiss her... that was what she wanted, wasn’t it?
So why that she feel as if she trembled

on the edge of the precipice ready to jump in an instant.
Then his lips founds hers and she stopped thinking at all.
Only feeling.
Feeling the tenderness of his kiss,
the strength of his arms around her,
the steady beat of his heart
under her hand as she turned into his arms.
There is a precipice and she was falling head over heels.
Falling in love with him.

204

We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year...

202

The best smell in the world is the man that you love.

203

Sometimes people are beautiful.
Not in looks.
Not in what they say.
Just in what they are.