Creo que buscarte es menos digno que pensarte,
más difícil que encontrarte y menos triste que olvidarte.

Eleven months ♥

Que caros son los precios del amor.

Algo habré perdido que ando tan comprometido, en buscar adentro tuyo algo que está adentro mío.

And in another life
I would make you stay
So I don't have to say
You were the one that got away.

Te extraño, te lloro, que lindo arruinarse con vos.

My head begins turning and I don't know what to think...

What it is going to happen to us?