05/10/2009

Tonight, I was sitting on the border of my window, smoking a hand rolling cig and I wanted to tell you something. Then I realized that you were not physically in the room, being maybe on a cloud or at the supermarket. Well, if I am lucky, my heart will beat again at least 10, 20, 30, 40 years ? So, I will wait you will be back in the room to tell you, because some things must be said your hand feeling the beating of my heart while I express them.