I just want to be the one u love...

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Neymar x Understand

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eu queria desaparecer tão completamente que nem eu me lembraria de mim

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I was fifteen, boots half-tied
Dust on my jeans, heart open wide
Picked wildflowers by the old split rail
Where the farm road curved like a fairytale
Sky was blue, but not too proud
Just enough clouds to make you slow down
The breeze put berries in my hair
And I let it, like I didn’t care
I walked that mile with words half-formed
A paper heart, a love unborn
Betty May lived past the bend
Where the fence gave way and the fields would end
I practiced lines beneath my breath
Like a prayer or a poet’s test
“Would you come with me to the dance?”
Felt like asking fate for a chance
And I took my time, like time was mine
Let the wind rewrite each line
Every petal, every pause
Was a verse without a cause
I didn’t know what love would weigh
But I knew what I had to say
And maybe every song I’ve sung since then
Was walking to Betty May’s again
She opened the door with a crooked smile
Like she’d been waiting all the while
I held the flowers like a shield
She took them like they’d been revealed
We didn’t dance like stars or flames
Just two kids learning each other’s names
But I remember how her hand felt right
And how the music softened night
There’s a thousand ways to say “I care”
But only one that finds you there
In the hush before the words come true
In the walk, not the rendezvous
And every lyric I’ve ever chased
Was born in that slow, sacred place
So I take my time, like time still bends
Back to where the road descends
To a porch light, to a girl, to grace
To the wildflowers I couldn’t waste
I didn’t know what love would weigh
But I knew what I had to say
And maybe every song I’ve sung since then
Was walking to Betty May’s again
Still walking… still writing… still trying to say
What I meant… that day.


Walking to Betty May's

Neymar x Understand

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