segunda-feira, 25 de outubro de 2010

The move

I went there because I needed something and I knew I deserved it, but somehow… I didn’t get it. I got something else. Something different that felt like... disappearing, like a carpet or a ray of light, as if it never existed, like something invented, but never ever unexpected. Maybe this was the huuuge gap. Wrong foot, wrong strategy, wrong love.

3 comentários:

  1. My love, I hope it´s not about me. Because I like it. Ks.

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  2. Sei como é. Resumindo e traduzindo para o português " ME LASQUEI!"

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  3. It's not about you, dear. It's about my previous mistakes... :)

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