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...

diciembre 05, 2010

Remember when we used to shine and had no fear or sense of time.
You can't cry now there's nothing to feel.

No one's noticed our loneliness.

Remember when you used to tease and made us scream eternal joy.

I believed that you'll always be here, 'cause once you promised a life with no fear.

Please don't break my ideals and say what's fake was always real.

Hope was the one now I'm gone.

Take me back again.

Esto siento, más o menos, y por esto mismo muero.