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.


meraldia said...

Great pictures!

hain said...

ma incanta muzica ta