One day the sky will fall.
And everything that was meant to be, will turn to stone.
One day you will leave me, I know.
And I will stay here, waiting for you to come back home.
One day the water will run out from the seas.
And my love for you will never find release.
One day you will be able to dream once more.
And so you will start replacing all of those who never worth more.
And this day I am sitting in this same damn porch.
Still whispering for you, your heart's most beautiful song.
So some day we will meet again, I'm sure.
And maybe that day, we will be better for each other too.
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Poesía"I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often." Charles Bukows...
