Escríbeme, Emmi. Escribir es como besar, pero sin labios. Escribir es besar con la mente.
When your tears become invisible, disappear
Her silhouette never has regrets.
You are a fantastic scheme of captivating ecstasy.
the death of a great man demands the birth of a great son
I wish that love could be broken down the way it breaks me down.
Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.
Why bring him in my life at all when he never was meant to stay?
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