At night when the stars light up my room I sit by myself Talking to the Moon Try to get to You In hopes you’re on the other side Talking to me too Or am I a fool who sits alone Talking to the moon
"If you wait for me then I’ll come for you"
It’s like you’re screaming, and no one can hear. You almost feel ashamed, that someone could be that important that without them you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you. And when it’s over, and it’s gone, you almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back, so that you could have the good.
Nikon D5100 finalmente mia :)
