domingo, 3 de abril de 2011
It has been me and just me, for a long time.
And then, one day, you came.
You insisted in teaching me, to be you and me, together.
When I finally learned how to be we, both. You left.
Forgetting to teach me how to be just me... again.
And at night when I sleep, I still dream about us.
It's hard to be alone, just me, when I know how wonderful was when we were us.