THE DISTANCE THAT SEPARATE The distance ... It is the invisible door of resignation where I find you, I love you and miss you is the limit of desolation intangible where the cruel helplessness overwhelms me severing the vastness of my dreams. Crazy dreams with your taste permeated on empathy of not wanting to exist and be trying to rebuild myself from the ashes. Pugno each day to be reality and not perish Casillos tortuous swaying in sand. The distance ... This is the wall that separates our lives your voice, your image, your laughter, calm my anxiety on that flight great moves me every fiber. But dreams vanish when the truth hits and everything is diluted in this triad ambiguous you built. Someday you will understand that the feelings are perfect communion absolute reciprocity wounds that love to have their classification when the heart bleeds, illusions die
Posted on: Thu, 26 Sep 2013 20:33:27 +0000
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