Escritos adrenalinicos de enfebrecida imaginación

sábado, 24 de octubre de 2015

I read you.
I promised i would take care of you.
I will always be here. Near. Just a message away from you.
You should know.
I will never leave you.
It's not anger, it's disapointment.
I am just a knight, my princess.
Try it. Send your question.
Noblesse oblege.

1 comentario:

Anónimo dijo...

Maybe you won't read this... And maybe it's for the best.
I found myself thinking a lot lately. About everything, about the things I couldn't say to you. Or things I'm to afraid to confront.
I'm here to tell you just this.
I miss your friendship, your company. I miss the way we used to talk about everything and nothing. I enjoyed our time together.
I know I'm not a part of your life anymore. But still I wanted to let this words somewhere.
I'm a coward. I know I avoid confrontation, because I'm afraid of rejection.
See you, space cowboy.