Listening in silence the whispering wind in my window I think I feel your presence very close ... Then I put that disk
Manolo Garcia that I like, I listen intently to every syllable, memorize and humming the lyrics of their songs ... "I can not force you to love me, god knows I can not stop loving you ... the spine of ripping my chest pain, I know you do not move away the fog of ... There is no single reason want to forget ... I will not bother you, you will not know me ... "cried uncontrollably listening, seeking a reason for everything, looking for ways to not hate me, you start to understand ...
Maybe you do not even know it, you might not even amount may not understand that really matter to me one day, maybe the problem is that even I care ...
I would like to talk to you, but I'm tired of always the first step, tired of a shit you not nothing but a "somewhat" or "someone" who may never have really existed ... I wonder what I did wrong, understand once and for all what is happening ...
Anyway, here, quiet, listening to Manolo García, time seems to move forward and go faster, perhaps soon, very soon, the end of this shit life I am tired, very tired ... Today, I sent the world to hell, and life ...
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