09 outubro 2009


Somehow, I decided to get back. Somehow I can't take you out of my mind. Somehow, my breath and my heart accelerate when you're around. Somehow, and I don't know how, I don't know what to do. 
I have you here with me for so long, and I took care of you pretty well, so tell me, what's wrong with you? what's wrong with us? I'd like to have the answer for that, but I don't. The only thing it was left for me, it's you. That is more than enough for me.