jueves, 13 de septiembre de 2012

Entry

Sometimes i cross the water. Sometimes i cross the streets. Most of the times are at midnight. I prefer not to be seen. Sometimes i remember your face. Sometimes i try to not understand. But most of the time i stay here. In this old and awful place.

1 comentario:

Geraldine, dijo...

Algo entendí pero no mucho, por el ingles digo...jajaajaj....me he quedado leyendo algunos de tus post....saludos!