viernes, 28 de octubre de 2011

Meant to be said


Maybe she's not, but I don't care, I never ask. The only things I know for sure are the things that never matters, the things that you forget in a breath. The only things I know for sure are that you won't be there tonight so I will make my move just for schedule, for what is meant to be and all that stuff. I will try to say the beautifull words that in my language sounds like air and in yours are crap, but I will finish all the drunken promises in the moment I'll say you that. So don't get scare, I just need to talk.

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