Me encontre esto en una libretita, lo escribi uno de esos dias de enero en el ke las cosas estaban bien raras. Me alegro de haberlo encontrado, creo ke los sentimientos han estado desde entonces...
"It was so cold while we where running to my car… I hide behind u when a car passed by … i felt warm in Ur arms. I got home, parked my car, started walking to the stairs... I could still hear the waves… everything was quiet, she didn’t bark, the wind felt warm…though u weren’t around. Here and now the air smells like magic aroma… Thru my window the moon is looking as I type, it is the only witness of my actions, of these things I can’t deny."
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