o lobo mau e os pastéis de nata...

You are tired from all the golden coins you threw. In the well that promised things it couldn't do.
You have tried to live by what your God has wrote, but those lines... They don't give you just what you hoped.
Do you really believe that love will keep you from getting hurt?
Because when you find the one you'll open your heart and then...
Once it is open it'll take a little raindrop to get it broken and then you'll know what is hurting.
You're hurting,
You're hurt.
Days go by and pile up crosses on your wall counting out the hours that you wished for more. You're afraid and blame it all on yourself as if guilt will give you strength to keep it on...

photo taken by dinis

don't let it hurt... you're hurting...