ALLÍ DONDE ESTABA ELLA,
ESTABA EL PARAÍSO.
— Mark Twain. Diarios de Adán y Eva.
I think—
I think when it’s all over,
it just comes back in flashes, you know?
It’s like a kaleidoscope of memories,
but it just all comes back.
But she never does.
I think part of me knew the second
I saw her that this would happen.
It’s not really anything she said,
or anything she did.
It was the feeling that came along with it.
And... crazy thing is,
I don’t know if I’m ever gonna feel that way again.
But I don’t know if I should...
I knew her world moved too fast
and
burned too bright.
But I just thought,
how can the devil be pulling you towards
someone who looks...
so much like an angel when she smiles at you?
Maybe she knew that,
when she saw me.
I guess I just lost my balance.
I think that the worst part of it all wasn’t losing her,
it was losing me.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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