Que idiota he sido por estes meses pasados. Haber creido en ningina cosa, sola la que imaginaba. Ya no puedo. Estoy cerrando la puerta de mi corazón para que no veas más. Si paso mi vida esperando y sigo mentiendome, moriré vieja, sola, y con la tristeza y dolor de anos malgastados. A veces es como si nunca existieramos, tú y yo. A veces es como si
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That stupid I have been by estes last months. To have creido in ningina thing, single the one that imagined. No longer I can. I am closing the door of my heart so that you do not see more. If step my life hoping and I follow mentiendome, I will die old, single, and with the sadness and pain squandered anuses. Sometimes he is as if never existieramos, you and I. Sometimes she is as if never quitaramos us. But always it confuses to me, always puts crazy person to me. That you go well.
...i don't get it either
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