Sie geben mir das Gefühl, ich bin in der Lage, alles zu erreichen.
Maybe that is the problem
You're that person that makes me give my best
Give it to you.
I do not know how much importance you give to time but for me, sometimes it's nothing and sometimes it's everything because they are moments that no longer return to you
And they are moments that I lived with you
And I don't mean it's a waste of time, but All that time is time that no one will give us back
And it's fatal do not continue together
How many new memories we would have already?Or how many times we would hang out?
[I'm back in chapter I]
How many things went to hell for fear
I do not feel sad
It's a new feeling.
because we are not guilty
I have an absurd pain about can't be able to scream at all of them, out of respect, for being your family, because I love you and I want than you're well in all aspects
It is a courage mixed with helplessness and nostalgic notes... maybe
It feels like a bitter drink
As tequila
That leaves you throat hot
more cause you gotta go.
But I swear to myself to go see you wherever you are.
I do not say it thinking that you going to meet more people, that you fall in love again
There is no one
I swear
There is no one able to make me feel like you do
Because everyone contributes something different, that's what it's about
But not everyone makes you feel alive, feel how the skin bristles, how the eyes dilate and the heart beats stronger
I read a lot of time about that kind of thing, and especially listening to older peopleSaying that they're only two important loves in your life
And haha, I don't know...
