quinta-feira, 24 de março de 2011

A girl's heart.

A piece of my heart is across the ocean, with that one that treated me like a girl for the first time. Another piece of my heart is dead and since no one asked me a thing about it, I'll never talk about it. 
But there's this piece... This amazing piece I just hide it for years. It's beating faster, scaring me. It's wonderful, it's...
alive.

Um comentário:

Fernand's disse...

then, live, breathe and drink this piece!!!



ks.