Before we smash to smithereens.



And this will be the first time in a week that I'll talk to you, and I can't speak. It's been three whole days since I've had sleep, because I dream of her lips on your cheek. And I got the point that I should leave you alone, but we both know that I'm not that strong. And I miss the lips that made me fly. So let's not pretend like you're alone tonight; I know she's there. You're probably hanging out and making eyes; while across the room, she stares. I bet she gets the nerve to walk the floor and ask my boy to dance, and he'll say yes. Because these words were never easier for me to say or him to second guess. But I guess that I can live without you, but without you I'll be miserable. And I can live without you, but without you I'll be miserable at best.

2 talk way too much:

Ms Maker dijo...

:):) jajaja tu blog lindo como siempre, me encantan las fotos Hoy estuve viendo algunas de las bandas que tenes al costadito, están buenas :D besos dany nos hablamos ¡suerte!

Alan dijo...

eh, gracias por pasar ^^
tu musica tambien esta copada :)
y supongo te gusta nofx ♥
suerte =)