The more you love, the more it hurts,
the more thos little eyes get wet
The more you try, the more you fail.
And the life goes by with every attempt
The more you smile, the more it fades
the fake happiness leaking through my chest.
The more you get angry, the more you get,
it is not because you want to, it's because you love,
and you try to fix it even though you now it's in vane.
Because what's broken can not be repaired.
The more you notice this simple truth
the more the tears drown your face
The more you think about it, the more you'll get
that only true love hurts.
Conversaciones mentales
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-¿Cómo eras antes?- Me preguntaba Ithil mientras nos sentamos en una banca
de algún parque.
-¿Antes de... Conocerte?- le respondía *dudativo*.
-Sí ¿Cómo e...
Hace 7 años
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