miƩrcoles, 29 de julio de 2009

lunes, 27 de julio de 2009

domingo, 19 de julio de 2009






















More than anything in this world I would like to know, if I knew when, ever thought of me a second or if at least one day, your wish was real. They seemed so real your ideas and your way of thinking, but all that the wind took him, surely the distance or time or perhaps I get off of your mind Now I wonder: Could someone pretending, not possess a true love, as fingistes what you think? If so, this would cause a wound, if so this would cause pain, if so, this would confirm, I never knew love. When the sun is hiding a sad look at the sky, because when I look at you, I think what most loved and love, in one day what I lost. Oh, no more valuable than you would have known because now that rather than attempt I can not forget, and I am just now in my penalty this unseen love. Suffer in silence and never reveal to anyone all my life I loved you, even though you've hurt without reason, the place where the love I feel for you, was born. This is my heart: Conoscaz hopefully someone who loves you more than what I could do myself. You're very happy, as you know that never knew to be forgotten, that love is bitter and not reciprocated.

jueves, 16 de julio de 2009