I’m not sure where I’m supposed to go from here. I know that there are paths that I need to take, I can see them; rugged and full of thorns. 178 more words
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“Cielo, déjame un día de estrella a estrella irme
pisando luz y pólvora, destrozando mi sangre
hasta llegar al nido de la lluvia!
Océano, tráeme 1,031 more words
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.