You took my hand looked me in the eyes and told me it’ll be fine, I hugged you, wishing you’ll never leave again. To be honest i'm weak I cant stand living without you, I don’t talk about you anymore, I keep it to myself. My friends are tired of listening to the same old story over and over again, the same fears the same doubts, the same memories. I remember almost every moment I spent with you, your smile, the light, the sunset, I lived more in that few hours than in these 17 years.

domingo, 8 de enero de 2012 en 21:01

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