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why the fuck you were’nt there when i watch before sunshine
why the fuck this x-mas was a shit
why the fuck you didn’t call or write that postcard
why the fuck it wasn’t you who was hitting on me
why the fuck you didn’t walk with me by the beach and dance in the babies lobster
why the fuck i cried with a stupid movie who tells our story and miss your spot next to me
why the fuck my gifts just reminds me more of you
why the fuck i keep thinking of you everyday
why the fuck…
everthing
why the fuck i keep dreaming and beliving
why the fuck…
why the fuck i could just give away everthing for you again and woulldnt mind
why the fuck i have tattooed your kisses on my lips
why the fuck i don’t know
why the fuck i don’t have enough words and i live here
why the fuck our next dinner is going to be around a stupid pier, or with benoit ans sylvie or maybe i dont know
why the fuck my life is a stupid film cliche
why the fuck all this insecurities
why the fuck is not the same
well im not longer want to talk …
fuck everthing, screw all
no drugs or lethal assholes allow in here
Amor - desamor
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