Ella me daba la mano y no hacía falta más. Me alcanzaba para sentir que era bien acogido. Más que besarla, más que acostarnos juntos, más que ninguna otra cosa, ella me daba la mano y eso era amor.
Mario Benedetti, La tregua.
viernes, 26 de abril de 2013
sábado, 20 de abril de 2013
Mirrors.
‘Cause I don’t wanna lose you now
I’m looking right at the other half of me
The biggest scene is set in my heart
There’s a space but now you’re home
Show me how to fight for now
And I’ll tell you baby it was easy
Coming back into you once I figured it out
You were right here all along
It’s like you’re my mirror
My mirror staring back at me
I couldn’t get any bigger
With anyone else beside me
And now it’s clear as this promise
That we’re making two reflections into one
‘Cause it’s like you’re my mirror
My mirror staring back at me, staring back at me
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