miércoles, 30 de noviembre de 2011

We found love in a hopeless place


"It's like screaming but no one can hear. You always feel ashamed that someone could be that important that without them, you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you. Then when it's over, it's gone, you almost wish you could have all that bad stuff back, so that you can have the good."

viernes, 11 de noviembre de 2011

The past

The past it's like a handful of dust it filters through your fingers, disappearing little, by little.
I wish for one day I could go back...
In another life... I would do things a different way...