"The police are coming too slow now. I would have died. I would have loved you all my life."

miércoles, 31 de octubre de 2012

If you're not the one, then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you're not the one, then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine, would I have the strength to stand at all?
If I am not made for you, then why does my heart tell me that I am?
If you are not for me, then why does this distance maim my life…

No hay comentarios:

Publicar un comentario