Detrás de todo este espectáculo de palabras, tiembla indeciblemente la esperanza de que me leas,
de que no haya muerto del todo en tu memoria...

mayo 01, 2010

Here with me

I am what I am, I'll do what I want but I can't hide and I won't go, I won't sleep, I can't breathe until you're resting here with me. I won't leave, I can't hide, I cannot be until you're resting here.
Esto siento, más o menos, y por esto mismo muero.