sábado, 20 de octubre de 2007

I don't shine if you don't shine.


It's funny how you just breakdown, waiting for some sign...

For every word I am not brave enough to tell you now, I will love you one more day after all of this is over. I can only sleep looking at the stars, imagining that one of them is a mirror in which I can see if you're crying or smiling. I came into this world with nothing, and I intend to leave the same way I arrived. All that matters is that one day, one moment, I had you. All of you. You dissolved in my arms. You made me the strongest-weakest man alive. You should know by now that all of my actions have to do with the way you look at me.

I can make it work.
I can make it.

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