jueves, 26 de enero de 2012

#02. Historias antes de soñar

I can feel you breathing right next to me. i can feel the touch of your mouth in my cheek. 
and you know, i finally like it. everything is fine; again. i'm sure i won't feel alone for a long time.
it's not anymore a game, but if it were; i'd have nothing to lose. Nothing but you.
anyway we both know this isn' t forever. that's why it is perfect. It's perfect & temporary.


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