quinta-feira, 22 de abril de 2010

you are here, then you are gone

You used to come to my room and sit next to my bed...
You used to tell me stories before I fall asleep...
You used to tell me to pretend that I was in a waterfall listening to the pleasant sound of the water as it fell down on the rocks...

Lately, all I have been doing - when I lay down my head on the pillow -, is listen to a loud music. So that I can keep my thoughts away from all these disappointments.

... oh, how great is that?

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