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sábado, 17 de julio de 2010
lunes, 12 de julio de 2010
jueves, 10 de junio de 2010
martes, 23 de febrero de 2010
lunes, 22 de febrero de 2010
sábado, 30 de enero de 2010
EVERWOOD♥
Amy: Don't say anything yet. I wanna go first, and since I brought the ferris wheel I figured you'd let me. Okay, um. Four years ago, you came to my little town, and you changed my life. I never thought that one person could do that to another, but you did. And from the moment I met you and each moment after that, somehow everything that happened to me, kept coming back to you. I don't know if the ferris wheel reminds you of anything...
Ephram: Are you kidding me? How could I forget our first thawfest? It's when you first told me your nickname was Grover.
Amy: I can't believe you remember that.
Ephram: I remember everything about us, Amy.
Amy: Me, too. See, that's the thing. Every time I try to forget the feelings that I have for you, they just- they just keep coming back, and now they're back, and I don't want to push them down anymore. I don't wanna run away from us. Because I never want to lose you again, I just want to be with you, next to you, wherever you are. And I'm sorry that it took me so long to figure it out, I really am, because I hate all the time that we lost and I know it's my fault and I just really hope that you can forgive me.
Ephram: Amy.
Amy: Because I love you, Ephram. I love you.
Ephram: Is it my turn yet? Good. Because I love you, too. I knew it then. I know it now. I'll know it always. You're it, Amy. You're my one.
Amy: I am?
Ephram: You always have been.
♥
viernes, 29 de enero de 2010
viernes, 13 de noviembre de 2009
lunes, 26 de octubre de 2009
domingo, 25 de octubre de 2009
martes, 25 de agosto de 2009
sábado, 8 de agosto de 2009
lunes, 3 de agosto de 2009

Duermes, mientras la ciudad golpea el cristal con su llanto, ajena a tu sueño.
Qué pena que este milagro de verte dormido en paz, no desborde el muro de esta habitación.
Duermes, insomne cruzo la casa y te busco intranquila, porque sueño a tu lado, aunque no duerma contigo.
Duermes, perdona mi maldita costumbre de despertarte, porque tengo miedo, o porque llego tarde.
sábado, 11 de julio de 2009
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