'No tuve el cielo pero te tuve en mi cama y con eso me bastaba no necesitaba nada.'

sábado, 16 de febrero de 2013

Mornin' reflections,

I think that if you let me, I'd treat you like the sky, I'd join up all of your insecurities and buncle all your flaws. I'd create a new constellation and search for it endlessly. I know you don't see yourself the way I see you. And you still argue when I call you beautiful. But all the things you can't stand, about yourself, are all the things I can't go a day without. I think that if you let me I'd built an observatory just to show you that all the stars will shine as bright as you.
Los grandes espíritus siempre han tenido que luchar contra la oposición feroz de mentes mediocres.