I went into the store and grabbed a little bit of everything. Whatever I could eat, I would eat.
I took the wrapper off the first one and took a bite. I remembered the taste of her kiss. I tore open another wrapper and ate it, remembering what she used to whisper in my ear. I tore open another one and ate it all at once, remembering the endless winter nights we had.
I got angry, "WHY DOES EVERYTHING REMIND ME OF HER?" I rested my palm under my chin and gave up eating all that.
It was such a sweet relationship... Too sweet. At those times, she was so good that she seemed like a professional in the field, "Was she, or did I never know? Forget it."
I went back to eating the candy and let it all go. But it didn't help much, that store still reminded me of her.
If she wanted to be a nymph, I would be a nymph, that's how it worked.
How much I ate at that store wasn't written down.
I left it and continued walking around the neighborhood, remembering how it all started between her and me.
For now, I'd rather not talk about it.
But one of our dates was in places like this, I think I can at least say that.
I walked around the neighborhood for a long time. It was similar to the neighborhood where I lived with my mother. I lived on government assistance and never had a job.
Well, I can't say it was bad. I spent all day listening to music, and if I had any inspiration left, I would create my own. Unfortunately, this musical career didn't work out. At the time, I was very irresponsible with these things. I only had a few projects and a dream of becoming a famous artist, but it never happened.
I had had this desire since I was a child, and when I became an adult, I wanted to marry music, but it didn't want a commitment.
Even so, I didn't give up on my dream. It was in the midst of these things that I met her. I received all the support I needed, even though I failed more and more. There was nothing I could do; that's life. Time goes by, and there's no way around it, right?
As I walked, I saw a large television station next to me called Jovem Guarda. And that makes me want to tell you a few things.
Jovem Guarda wasn't a musical style, Jovem Guarda was just a program and a television station. So I don't know, I think that starting in the 70s, someone used the name Jovem Guarda to make the record compilations, because in reality, Jovem Guarda was just: Yeah Yeah Yeah, Twist, Instrumental Rock, and Romantic Ballads. A mix of these rhythms. If you make a list of Jovem Guarda singers... There were a lot of people.
Anyway, it doesn't matter. I kept walking, without looking back. Jovem Guarda was a channel that I really liked because of the music played on the programs. There were several great talents there, of all kinds.
I think I introduced her to the singers from Jovem Guarda, but I remember it wasn't much.
I ended up finding another candy store, this one seemed to be for rich people. I dared to go in.
It was super dusty, but at least the candy hadn't expired yet. I took several and ate them little by little.
More memories of her came back; eating candy was one of our favorite hobbies. We would go to all kinds of places just to eat something strange, like candy from Japan and other countries that make these horrible things.
Anyway, it was a good pastime; at least eating all that was a lot of fun.
If it weren't for all that, I think everything would have gone well between us, or not.
I think I'm thinking about her too much today. If I could count on my fingers, I'd say this is only the tenth time I've spent the whole day thinking about someone. What was so special about her that affected me so much?
I guess I'm a stud who can't get anyone.