Nostalgy officially begins.



There's no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard; no song that I could sing, but I can try for your heart. Our dreams, they are made out of real things, like a shoebox of photographs with sepia-toned loving. Love is the answer, at least for most of the questions in my heart, like 'why are we here?' and 'where do we go?' and 'how come it's so hard?'. It's not always easy and sometimes life can be deceiving; I'll tell you one thing, it's always better when we're together. It's always better when we're together; yeah, we'll look at the stars and we're together. And all of these moments just might find their way into my dreams tonight, but I know that they’ll be gone when the morning light sings and brings new things. For tomorrow night you see that they’ll be gone too; too many things I have to do. But if all of these dreams might find their way into my day to day scene, I'd be under the impression I was somewhere in between. Yeah It's always better when we're together.

Oficialmente, se terminó. Gracias French por tantos años hermosos ♥.

3 talk way too much:

tatalii. dijo...

Lo que daria yo por volver a esa epoca en particular de la vida, cuando no te preocupabas por nada mas que aprobar matematica :(

Nico #42 dijo...

Por un momento flashié que la intro de la canción se parecía a "In The Cold, Cold Night" de The White Stripes... xD -nono

todavía no caigo de esto, o sea, no me doy cuenta de que ya se terminó la secundaria y demás... no se, es algo raro lo que siento =/

un beso dani, nos vemos en un rato :)

del 503 al sv dijo...

Es un mounstruo Jack Johnson; se te extraña en tu blog, volvé Dany!