martes, 5 de marzo de 2013

ghosts of you ..

I just need to stop waiting to know from you in every line.

Stop searching for that key word between the lines, a single idea that could give me hope. Any hint that would let me see that you still think of me...

Why is sometimes so hard to let go? even when I can't hold you, even if I've never had you...the more I think, the more I want to run away from the single idea of you.

domingo, 3 de marzo de 2013

#breathe

sometimes I feel like forgetting how to breathe ..

sábado, 2 de marzo de 2013

early night talks


drink coffee to go in the car while having a good conversation with an old friend :) 

of course it wasn't me on the steering-wheel this time.. but hell, this talk gave so much to think about..