Contenta de tenir masses coses a fer com per pensar en excés...
Perquè pensar en el futur no és tant fàcil quan el passat no et deixa sentir.
I told myself I wouldn't miss you, but I remembered what it feels like beside you. I really miss your hair in my face, and the way your innocence tastes, and I think you should know this, you deserve much better than me. While looking through your old box of notes, I found those pictures that you were looking for. If there's one memory I don't want to lose, time at the mall, you and me in the dressing room. The bed I'm lying in is getting colder, wish I never would've said it's over. And I can't pretend thet I won't think about you when I'm older, cause we never really had our closure, this can't be the end. I told myself I wouldn't miss you, but I remembered what it feels like beside you. Better than me - HINDER
PD: Foto d'ambient càlid... I lo bé que s'està un diumenge a la tarda a casa?
PPD: La cançó no té desperdici...
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