Jolhae ( (Patience is google translator, hahaha )
I've been thinking about absolutely everything. http://www.barackobamapresidente.blogspot.com/
visited our blog, I reviewed his beautiful picture, I went to his
profile and his personal blog. I felt
that we could have had in recent years from when we met and also had the
perception that life follows its course within its capabilities. I
think there is a predetermined destination through and things happen on
their time, this can only explain that we have not had anything but our
dedication to helping Barack Obama become president. This utopia has motivated and was always a point that brought Charlotte, NC, USA and Campinas, Brazil.For a time I dreamed of going there to see you, meet you, touch you and hear her sing. It was a dream I thought it hard to be accomplished in my life I never had plans to go to another country, especially the U.S.. So,
my love, my attraction, my desire to find him were often satiated by
our chats at youtube for his videos where her voice enchanted me every
time I visited your channel.Besides, my dear, beautiful Pearl of Charlotte, you were committed, although showing affection for me and me for you. In a way, we accept the idea of a platonic love, where distance was insurmountable. Our dream was to help our black leader to become president of the largest in the world. That we have achieved, is not it?I do not know what could have been different if it were necessary, if we had gone beyond what happened in recent years. I do not know what would have been if we had found us. Perhaps
love had blossomed, perhaps the distance no longer exists, perhaps the
life given us the opportunity to live and love each other for a while,
or for eternity. The fact is that none of this was
accomplished and our realities, our places of living, took care to
offer us other options in life and love. Move away and become history, pages of a life, a time - although sentiment has been saved prum day return to awaken.You know, I like to think that it was not yet our time and one day we'll dare to be together. Then walk by the places we know, showing us the pleasures we can offer.When we got back to tell us (teclar!) these days ago in yahoo, I was surprised at all that emerged. What he said was sincere and loved pretty much everything you said to me. It was great to know that it was the reciprocal willingness to meet us and that there was and is still a feeling among us.Johlae, if you come by the blog, I will tell you a great joy to see you, that you expect from open heart to welcome him. It will be great to realize a dream and maybe find a great love. I am imagining you singing here in the evenings with the moon and stars illuminating our company. Does your skin feel delicious black.Finally, if you really come in Campinas, I am ready to return the visit and go to Charlotte. It will be super cool to know the rebel city, the first to rebel against the British. It will be nice to know "The Hornet's Nest" ("The Wasp's Nest"), rs!
Let me explain myself, (rs!):
"...During the War of American Revolution, the commander of England
General Cornwallis occupied the city but was fired shortly after by the
people hostile, causing him to write that Charlotte was "a hornet's nest
of rebellion" ("the hornet's nest of rebellion "), giving the city its
other nickname" The Hornet's Nest "(" The Wasp's Nest ")..." Wikipedia
Estive pensando sobre absolutamente tudo. Visitei nosso blog www.barackobamapresidente.blogspot.com, revi sua linda foto, fui ao seu perfil e ao seu blog pessoal. Eu senti o que poderiamos ter tido nos últimos anos desde quando nos conhecemos e também tive a percepção de que a vida segue seu rumo dentro das suas possibilidades. Creio que há um destino meio pré-determinado e as coisas acontecem ao seu tempo, só isso pode explicar que não tenhamos tido nada além de nossa militância pra ajudar Barack Obama ser presidente. Esta utopia nos motivou e foi sempre um ponto que uniu Charlotte, NC, EUA a Campinas, SP, Brasil.
Por um tempo sonhei em ir aí te ver, te conhecer, te tocar e ouví-la cantar. Era um sonho que eu mesmo achava dificil de ser realizado, em minha vida nunca tive planos de ir pra outro país, principalmente os EUA. Então, meu carinho, minha atração, minha vontade de lhe encontrar muitas vezes foram saciadas por nossos papos pelo youtube, por seus vídeos onde sua voz me encantava toda vez que visitava seu canal.
Ademais, minha querida, Pérola linda de Charlotte, você era comprometida, embora demonstrasse carinho por mim e eu por você. De uma certa forma, nós aceitamos a idéia de um amor platônico, onde a distância era insuperável. Nosso sonho era ajudar nosso líder negro se tornar presidente da maior potência do mundo. Isso nós conseguimos, não é mesmo?
Não sei o que poderia ter sido se fosse diferente disso, se nós tivessemos ído além daquilo que aconteceu nos últimos anos. Não sei o que teria sido se tivessemos nos encontrado. Talvez o amor tivesse florescido, talvez a distância não existisse mais, talvez a vida nos dado oportunidade de viver e se amar por um tempo, ou por toda eternidade. O fato é que tudo isso não se realizou e nossas realidades, nossos lugares de vida, se encarregaram de nos oferecer outras opções de vida e de amor. Nos afastamos e nos tornamos história, páginas de um vida, de um tempo - embora sentimento tenha ficado guardado prum dia voltar a se despertar.
Sabe, gosto de pensar que aquele não era ainda o nosso momento e que um dia vamos ousar estar juntos. Então, caminharemos pelos lugares que conhecemos, mostrando-nos os prazeres que podemos oferecer.
Quando voltamos a nos falar (teclar!), estes dias atrás no yahoo, fiquei surpreso com tudo que aflorou. O que lhe disse foi sincero e amei muito tudo o que você me disse. Foi muito bom saber que era reciproco a vontade de nos conhecer e que havia e há ainda um sentimento entre nós.
Johlae, se você passar por aqui, pelo blog, quero lhe dizer que será uma alegria enorme te ver, que te espero de coração aberto pra lhe acolher. Será muito bom realizar um sonho e quem sabe encontrar um grande amor. Eu fico imaginando você cantando por aqui durante as noites tendo a Lua e as estrelas iluminando nossa companhia. Será delicioso sentir sua pele negra.
Por fim, se realmente vir a Campinas, estou pronto a retribuir a visita e ir pra Charlotte. Será super bacana conhecer a cidade rebelde, a primeira a se rebelar contra os ingleses. Será bom conhecer o "The Hornet's Nest"("O Ninho de Vespa"), rs!
Deixa eu me explicar, (rs!):
"...During the War of American Revolution, the commander of England General Cornwallis occupied the city but was fired shortly after by the people hostile, causing him to write that Charlotte was "a hornet's nest of rebellion" ("the hornet's nest of rebellion "), giving the city its other nickname" The Hornet's Nest "(" The Wasp's Nest ")..." Wikipedia
I've been thinking about absolutely everything. Www.barackobamapresidente.blogspot.com
visited our blog, I reviewed his beautiful picture, I went to his
profile and his personal blog. I felt
that we could have had in recent years from when we met and also had the
perception that life follows its course within its capabilities. I
think there is a predetermined destination through and things happen on
their time, this can only explain that we have not had anything but our
dedication to helping Barack Obama become president. This utopia has motivated and was always a point that brought Charlotte, NC, USA and Campinas, Brazil.For a time I dreamed of going there to see you, meet you, touch you and hear her sing. It was a dream I thought it hard to be accomplished in my life I never had plans to go to another country, especially the U.S.. So,
my love, my attraction, my desire to find him were often satiated by
our chats at youtube for his videos where her voice enchanted me every
time I visited your channel.Besides, my dear, beautiful Pearl of Charlotte, you were committed, although showing affection for me and me for you. In a way, we accept the idea of a platonic love, where distance was insurmountable. Our dream was to help our black leader to become president of the largest in the world. That we have achieved, is not it?I do not know what could have been different if it were necessary, if we had gone beyond what happened in recent years. I do not know what would have been if we had found us. Perhaps
love had blossomed, perhaps the distance no longer exists, perhaps the
life given us the opportunity to live and love each other for a while,
or for eternity. The fact is that none of this was
accomplished and our realities, our places of living, took care to
offer us other options in life and love. Move away and become history, pages of a life, a time - although sentiment has been saved prum day return to awaken.You know, I like to think that it was not yet our time and one day we'll dare to be together. Then walk by the places we know, showing us the pleasures we can offer.When we got back to tell us (teclar!) these days ago in yahoo, I was surprised at all that emerged. What he said was sincere and loved pretty much everything you said to me. It was great to know that it was the reciprocal willingness to meet us and that there was and is still a feeling among us.Johlae, if you come by the blog, I will tell you a great joy to see you, that you expect from open heart to welcome him. It will be great to realize a dream and maybe find a great love. I am imagining you singing here in the evenings with the moon and stars illuminating our company. Does your skin feel delicious black.Finally, if you really come in Campinas, I am ready to return the visit and go to Charlotte. It will be super cool to know the rebel city, the first to rebel against the British. It will be nice to know "The Hornet's Nest" ("The Wasp's Nest"), rs!
Let me explain myself, (rs!):
"...During the War of American Revolution, the commander of England
General Cornwallis occupied the city but was fired shortly after by the
people hostile, causing him to write that Charlotte was "a hornet's nest
of rebellion" ("the hornet's nest of rebellion "), giving the city its
other nickname" The Hornet's Nest "(" The Wasp's Nest ")..." Wikipedia