Si pudiera elegir mi paisaje de cosas memorables, de otoño desolado, eligiría súbitas rosas, lluvia,
recuerdos, alguna muerte, un montón de estrellas y una caja de ilusiones...

martes, 18 de octubre de 2011

Less painful

I feel you so far away, like in such a huge distance now. I try to think, that you're gonne in a trip. Not in ones you buy a ticket and fly somewhere else. I actually mean, those trips that goes way under your soul. Those ones that changes your entire existance. Yeah, I like to think that. I like to think you're happy in these days. When I do, living is less painful. Smiling without feeling it is less exhausting. Breathing without you is much more possible.

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