"I am yours. I am yours as the stars belong to the sky and I am yours as the rivers belongs to the sea. I am yours as your tears belong to your eyes and I am yours as your lungs belong to the pattern in which you breathe". © 2014 comfortingsounds

"Conocía a un chico Siete años mayor que yo..."

Esa brisa de verano que al cerrar los ojos, te devuelve al pasado pero, luego abres tus ojos y entiendes que ya no estas allí.