Llovió.
17:50 | Author: Álex
23 del XI... Qué malos recuerdos me trae este puto día... pero supongo que a medida que pase el tiempo, será un día más en el calendario, sin significado. Sin recuerdos. Sin nada de lo que arrepentirse. Un día más. Rutina. Horas que pasan.





If I fell in love with you, would you promise to be true? And help me understand, cos I've been in love before, and I found that love was more than just holding hands.

If I give my heart to you, I must be sure from the very start that you would love me more than her... If I trust in you, oh, please, don't run and hide.

If I love you too, oh, please, don't hurt my pride like her... Cos I couldn't stand the pain. And I would be sad if our new love was in vain.

So I hope you see that I would love to love you and that she will cry when she learns we are two, cos I couldn't stand the pain. And I would be sad if our new love was in vain.

So I hope you see that I would love to love you and that she will cry when she learns we are two... If I fell in love with you




-The Beatles; If I fell-

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2 comentarios:

On 23.11.09 , Anónimo dijo...

yo nunca lloro porque vivo en carnavales me pongo la careta y me lanzo a la calle!

mñn te la presto para ke no llores mas, ke te pones fea!

 
On 24.11.09 , Snow falling on cedars dijo...

Es curioso, cuando uno se detiene, y observa la fuerte influencia y condicionamiento que nos ejercen los recuerdos a nuestro presente.
Aprender a olvidar es el primer paso para llegar al equilibrio.