Ya será tarde

Cuando te des cuenta de que todo lo que yo decía era verdad. Cuando sepas que debiste haberme escuchado, y te arrepientas de tus palabras.   Cuando la vida ya no sonría para ti, y llores por mi compañía, por mi cálida sonrisa.   Cuando las rosas se conviertan en cuchillos, y el agua cristalina [...]

Advertisements

Cassini

When the finally rotten strawberries, the apple hanging in the tree falls, there will be a replica of the place we call home. When the sun stop shining over us and start running cold is when you can say that time will be gone. When the lighthouse in the rain shake and break is when [...]

Bouquet

He ran through the park under the starry night, the august wind passing across his hair. He ran through the street, through dark alleyways and lonely avenues. He left behind the safety of the street lamps and entered in the darkness of the night. He bought a bouquet of flowers and kept running, passing through [...]