Mi único amor es mi único odio,

I was in the winter of my life, and the man I met along the road was my only summer. Memories of him are the only thing that sustained me, and my only real happy times. When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I had been living, they asked me why. But there is no use in talking to people who have a home, they have no idea what it is like to seek safety in other people, for home to be wherever you lied your head.

Amantes del chocolate.

29.2.12

Te quiero más que a mi vida

Ojalá tengas razón y todo esté cambiando. Ojalá me eches de menos cada día, tanto como yo a ti. Ojalá me mires y te duela que a pesar de estar a dos metros de distancia parecen varios kilómetros y mires mis estados, para ver si todo está bien. Igual que hago yo contigo. Mi amor por ti es incondicional...

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