viernes, 15 de febrero de 2013
"-Suddenly there are days where I can't stop worrying, fidgeting, awkward, in place.
>>And then, there're those other days, where I just lay helplessly in his arms, dozed off, like his eyes contain tranquillizer, and the way he looks at me and holds me close make me feel truly loved... And his heartbeat lulls me to sleep and everything is fine... Everything's fine...
'Till he's gone.
And there we go again."
viernes, 1 de febrero de 2013
Even if he wasn't good enough, could she be mad at him when she sees he's giving the very best of himself to be so? And she sees that he tries as hard as he possibly can, but even then, it isn't enough. The fact that she noticed this and can't be mad doesn't mean she's bound to put up with it. But she would, because she loves that boy to the very bones. Wich makes the whole sittuation even sadder...