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fernanda-angulo
fernanda-angulo
Mexican Golden State of Mind.
The best part of falling in love probably is the beginning You only know the surface You only see what the person shows you You start making ideas in your head Of how you want this person to be But when you finally get to know them Your world falls apart They are everything you never wanted And it hurts so much beacuse you realise You fell in love with an idea.
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Aug 23, 2013
Aug 23, 2013 at 12:28 PM UTC
Idea
Your fingers drawing multiple shapes on my back, Being in peace around your arms, My world is just perfect with you by my side I feel safe and complete And that, was my sweetest dream.
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Aug 22, 2013
Aug 22, 2013 at 12:41 PM UTC
you.
When you exchange looks with a complete stranger You just imagine how your life would be if you talked to him you want to know and understand him But you keep those moments in your heart Because he'll become just a memory.
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Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 9:35 PM UTC
To those strangers
What I can see is beautiful What I already know is perfect I know, I can see it in your eyes And every time I imagine kissing you, I only feel like finding it out.
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Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 9:31 PM UTC
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What I can see is beautiful What I already know is perfect I know, I can see it in your eyes And every time I imagine kissing you, I only feel like finding it out.
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Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 9:31 PM UTC
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What a terrible feeling knowing you need someone but that someone will never need you.
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Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 9:29 PM UTC
It hurts.
I realised that I always miss the last year. And that happens every year.
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Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 9:27 PM UTC
Melancholy
And only with our eyes We said what we will never say.
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Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 9:25 PM UTC
At 10 am
Pero cuando lo veo de lejos, se que me ama y nunca lo dirá.
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Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 9:23 PM UTC
él
Aun no sé qué es amar a una persona Pero... Amo la vida Amo la luz y su perfección Amo escuchar, sentir, ver, oler. Amo la vida nueva Amo capturar un momento y poder contemplarlo Amo analizar y preguntarme Amo imaginar lo que los demás piensan y sienten Amo el azul Amo mi cuarto, mi santuario. Amo dormir Amo acostarme en el pasto Amo el Nirvana Amo la Historia El día que ame a alguien tanto como amo esto, entenderé lo que tanto me intriga.
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Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 9:20 PM UTC
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