domingo, febrero 26, 2006

KK


I´ve been trying to find the right place. I´ve been hiding behind her white face. So what you gonna do to stop me. No one knows what´s in me. I´m lying on her bed, listening to her fears before we fall asleep. I just needed someone that was as scared as I was. And now, as I touch her face, she says she loves me. But what is love? Maybe the stupidist question ever. Maybe something that should be lived and not answered. But I love you too. Let´s just take it slow; undo the bed and gently take off your clothes. Life is worth this while. Smile, laugh, hug me. Soon it will be Monday morning. Everybody dies on Monday mornings.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anónimo said...

"EL ESCABIO TE DESPEINA"



PD:no creo que pase por el lugar en donde uno este la felicidad...

fLu

27 de febrero de 2006, 10:42 p. m.  
Anonymous Anónimo said...

HABRIA Q INVENTAR ALGO PARA LOS DIAS DE MUERTE. QUIZA QUERERNOS UN POCO MAS. UN BESO NICO, NOS VEMOS MAÑANA.
YO

28 de febrero de 2006, 1:21 p. m.  

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