I'd like to say something. But quite quietly. As FYEO. But I guess that's pretty difficult if I publish it in here. Why am I writing it down in english?. Don't know. Perhaps most of my readers will give it up and stop reading this.
It's really stupid. I only want one guy to read this. Then.... why don't I just call him and say:
Hey Ben, I miss you, mate. I miss you quite a lot. Dont say anything, you dont need to. I know you want to try a thousand different things. Go on, try them. And once you have tried, I will be here, just in case.
I don't call him cos I wonder if have the right to do it. He never promissed anything. He told me he was leaving. He only offered frienship. But giving fiendship when you are asking for love is as giving water to the hungry.
And learning to forget you is going to take me more than 19 days and 500 nights.
Comentarios cerrados. Porque cuando uno escribe las gilipolleces que rebotan dentro de las partes más irracionales de su cabeza se arriesga a que le tomen en serio y no es plan. Yo solo pretendía gritar al mundo que le quiero, aunque no tengo ningun motivo para hacerlo. Que le espero, aunque no se si quiere volver. Y que eso es lo que siento hoy, jueves 6 de enero de 2005 a las 13:56.
Y el bombo gira y gira lleno de números. Y tu no sabes cual va a salir. Tan sólo debes jugar tus cartas.
Escrito por Xabe a las 6 de Enero 2005 a las 01:59 PM