Quiero entrar en tus cosas , revisar
abrir cada cuaderno y dejarlo en su lugar
y buscar en tu libro de secretos del mar
darle cuerda a tus juguetes y verlos funcionar ,
Quiero estar entre tus cosas, caminar a oscuras por la sala y encontrar notas olvidadas y sentir que sos fatal ....
The taste of your breath, I’ll never get over. The noises that you made kept me awake. The weight of things that remaind unspoken built up so much it crushed us everyday. Every night you cry yourself to sleep thinking: “Why does this happen to me? Why does every moment have to be so hard?” Of all the things I felt but never really shown perhaps the worst is that I ever let you go, I should not ever let you go.
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i qiero encontrarte en el colectivo, o en algun lugar (? ajajajaja el otro dia me acorde de vos en el colegio, cuando morganti leyo un libro qe decia :astilla jajajaj
te qiero leeeeeeeeeeeeo (: