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.

14 dic. 2013


You left.
You were supposed to carry all your stuff with you.
But you left your memories here,
You left the ice creams and the phrases,
You left the songs and the series,
You left the books and the games.
You were supposed to take all your stuff with you,
You left me here.
I'm still yours.

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Deja que tus gritos también sean llevados por el viento.