No suelo escribir sobre cosas alegres, pero a veces lo intento.
Cualquier similitud con la realidad es pura coincidencia (o mala leche).

domingo, 1 de febrero de 2015

Are we friends?

No we're not friends.

Friends just sleep in another bed
And friends don't treat me like you do
I know that there's a limit to everything
But my friends won't love me like you


Well, I can explain if I like the way you love, but I know it is the only way.
Please, don´t go, just stay one more night in the wrong bed, my bed.

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