Let's talk this over
It's not like we're dead
Was it something I did?
Was it something You said?
Don't leave me hanging
In a city so dead
Held up so high
On such a breakable thread
You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be
And I thought we could be
You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to b, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...
We were meant to b, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...
You've got your dumb friends
I know what they say
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they
But they don't know me
Do they even know you?
All the things you hide from me
All the shit that you do
I know what they say
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they
But they don't know me
Do they even know you?
All the things you hide from me
All the shit that you do
You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be
And I thought we could be
It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done
1 comentario:
gomita! , mire usted que cuanta felicidad me dio leer su comentario el otro dia, casi me pongo a chillar de que alguien a quien nunca he conocido en persona con la cual, solo he intercambiado algunas letras, alguien que esta cerca, pero a la vez lejos, que esta ausente, pero presente...este muy feliz por alguien como yo y por las cosas que hago. Se lo agradezco mucho,no sabe y no tiene idea de lo bonito que senti al leer su comentario y lo bonito que senti cuando intercambiamos dialogos digitales por el fb, fue tan normal, como si ya conociera de hace mucho, senti como si hablara con usted todos los dias. Me da mucho gusto saber que hay chicas como usted, que aunque hayan caido y les hayan fallado en el corazon y su ser, aun se dan un maravilloso tiempo de escoger las letras con lo que lo van decir, escoger la tipografia, el tamaño de letra y todavia, ponerle colores. usted es una chica llena de color, no se necesita estar enamorada para ponerle color a fragentos dela vida, por muy agridulces que sean.:D
PD.- tal vez me mal interpreto un poco con mi uso de las palabras " me enamoré", hace poco fui a merida y conoci una playa, al ver que no habia principio ni fin en ella, me enamore de nuevo, no de alguien, no de algo, simplemente me enamore; y sabe que?, por buen rato llore y sonrei y se sintio tan bien por que parecia que la espuma tibia se lo llevaba mientras la marea subia.
besitos gomitaaaaaaaa
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