sábado, 4 de abril de 2009


Sometimes, when dusk comes, and I'm lying on my empty bed, as I remember the things I could have but I don't, as I count the ones I love and the ones who love me back, as I think of the day just wasted, I wonder, if I died right then and there, would anyone notice?

1 comentario:

asdf dijo...

I would.