Now, this is the time to leave our bags behind us at that station, and to leave our old days there, give me your hands over your eyes as a red carpets for my tears and for my pains.

do not leave me alone in Memories room I need your soul to make you fly around me, sweety this days, as pain as all what we have,I live it,
there, on the edge of your heart, in the sky whan you're dreaming, all what I'm feeling with you, your soul as an adress to my home.

Selvador4 Selvador4
31-35, M
Dec 22, 2008