Sunday, January 24, 2010

Another night.

I waited for you... You never came. Instead another boy showed up, with such a sweet ironic demand: to make him a marriage certificate, to surprise his sweetheart on Valentine's Day. So I crossed my heart and made it. It happen's all the time. Glad for him(them) cause he made this choice, meaning he has initiative, motion, pity for me ( I know, stop whining! ).



 

... and another night passes without hearing you wanting my arms to walk these empty streets and hold on tight.

2 comments:

meraldia said...

Great pictures!

hain said...

ma incanta muzica ta