You broke me into pieces only cause you loved how perfectly i fit on your hands.
I left you enter my home and you painted the walls of a lifeless white.
Making your anger echo on my resting place,
Hitting all my mobile, and ignoring that the frame in the wall was a mosaic from my dead grandma and the ghost of my mother, that once seemed so happy and strong.
You destroyed it all, you messed up.
You broke every single piece of comfort and now i need you to come back.
Come back here, and put everything back on it's places, because i can't do it by myself.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Espaço de Tempo
ChickLit𝐄𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜̧𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐨 || Tempo é espaço indefinido. Tempo gasto e tempo perdido são tempos diferentes. Será mesmo tudo questão de tempo? Ou existem coisas que são eternas? Quanto tempo dura a eternidade? Ouvi dizer que tempo é relativo. Tic...
