Mas sabe do que eu gosto?
Miojo de janta, sorvete de sobremesa, isso tudo pq eu cheguei no melhor episódio de Anos Incríveis, o Massacre do dia dos namorados, em que o Kevin tenta dar um cartão pra Winnie o episódio inteiro e só dá errado.
Episódio 37.
It all made sense now: I loved Winnie Cooper. And she loved me.
- Winnie, Paul told me! And you don´t have to say anything.
- Paul told you?
- Well, yeah! Isn´t it great?
- Paul told you?
- He said you´re crazy about me!
(bate a porta na cara dele)
Oh yeah. Love.
Once upon a time it was simple.
If you liked somebody, you let´em know. And if you didn´t, you let´em know.
One way or another, you knew where you stood.
But as you get older, communication gets more... complicated.
I knew Winne was crazy about me, she´d said so to Paul. But for some reason, now she was having trouble saying exactly how she felt.
- You´re rude, insensitive, thoughtless and smug!
There, see what I mean?
(Aí, no meio do episódio...)
- Kevin, I lied to Paul. I did tell him I liked somebody else. He asked who and I said you. But I didn´t really mean it... I just wanted to let him down easy. Ok?
I never knew until that moment how much it could hurt to loose something you never really had.
(e no final...)
- I like you Winnie!
... and futhermore...
- ... do you like me?
- I lied about Paul. What I told him was the truth. I like you.
There was only one thing more to say. The simple thing. The brave thing. The thing it was in both our hearts.
- Wanna... study for our history test?
- Sure.
Maybe we were learning that speaking from the heart isn´t always easy. That afternoon Winnie and I chose to leave those words hanging warm and unspoken in the winter air between us. But I think we both knew they were there, and we´d get to them someday.
The thing is, we just didn´t have to hurry anymore.
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