2 de jul de 2012

A limine.

And they'll, like a dream. They'll be together, find eternal happiness.

He'll cross the ocean, uncertain, hate and pride. Leave all behind for her. For her love.

She'll wait with her book on garden, and beyond the horizon she'll dream with that day when she'll looking in his eyes saying that's all gonna be fine, 'cause they have each other and this is enough.

And I finally woke up.