Ni ella ni yo pensamos disculparnos por nuestras palabras. No se disculpa el sol aunque queme ni la luna aunque en ocasiones aterre. Yo amo, todo aquello que pueda ser amable, y como me rehúso a esconderme, he aquí mi escape.
1 dic. 2013
Thing is, I don't keep track of my words. I don't remember them all. It's you who do that and think I will fall just because you use your memory for that. I don't mind forgetting my words, I don't even own them. They belong to him.