martes, 13 de enero de 2009

When they met she was fifteen like a black rose blooming wild and she already knew she was gonna die.

"What's tomorrow without you? Is this our last goodbye"


She got weaker every day as the autumn leaves flew by. Until one day, she told him, "This is when I die".

"What was summer like for you?"
She asked him with a smile

"What's tomorrow without you?"
He silently replied

She said: "I will always be with you . I'm the anchor of your sorrow, there's no end to what I'll do 'Cause I love you, I love you to death" .

But the sorrow went too deep, the mountain fell too steep and the wounds would never heal 'Cause the pain of the loss was more than he could feel.

He said: "I will always be with you by the anchor of my sorrow. All I know, or ever knew, Is I love you, I love you to death"

"What's tomorrow without you?
Is this our last goodbye?"

2 comentarios:

Jero dijo...

Ai me moriiii por dios:(


Te amo florencia

floren dijo...

"What's tomorrow without you? Is this our last goodbye?"

NONO (U), creo que esa frase fue =(
te amo demasiado hermanita, sabelo.