Ya no se que pensar de vos...

Sería suya si quisiera...

I take a walk down to the shore
And I wonder how much longer I’ll sustain these steps
It’s been a month since I’ve been gone
And it’s been a month too long since you have graced me with your presence
I smell your scent on every single shirt I wear;
I find pieces of your hair stuck to my suitcase
I try to call but the reception here is weak
And it’ll still be three more weeks until I get home


I hope your waiting by the door when I get home
I don’t want anyone to see me here alone
It’s not enough to say “I think about you” now
But that was all I had


I walk the boards alone tonight and try to fill this empty space inside my chest
I took Atlantic home tonight and every neon light, and sign, spelt out your name
And every morning that I wake
I make a point to check the date incase I slept an extra day
I’ve crossed so many numbers out
But every time I count them there are so much more

Pauuuchuuliiiiis!!!!

bueno, la cosa es asi, era hora de que te hagas un blog, espero que lo uses como un diario intimo por asi decirlo, que lo uses como mejor te parezca, pero que lo aprovoches, esta pagina rockea, TE AMO PAULINE SOL FRANKE. nunca me faltes 

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