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...

miércoles, 21 de agosto de 2013

Between

Although it hurts I'll be the first to say that I was wrong
Oh, I know I'm probably much too late
To try and apologize for my mistakes
But I just want you to know I hope he buys you flowers,
I hope he holds your hand
Give you all his hours when he has the chance
Take you to every party cause I remember how much you loved to dance
Do all the things I should have done when I was your man! 

(When I was your man - Bruno Mars)


Between hours, many things can change.
Between drinks, truth can be revealed, even that one we didn't expected.
Between hands, kisses can fade away.
Between night and morning, loneliness appears again with it's sweet dress.

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