martes, 24 de junio de 2008

You and your flowers

"Here in this village, everybody knew to keep their fingers crossed, their lips tight, their gaze on the floor, their hands in their pockets, their dreams hidden. But then you came, with your flowers, your songs, the way you danced, the way you moved. Did you really think that love would conquer all? Did you really think they would believe you, just because you spoke the truth?

Here in this village, everybody knows what the truth really means. It was either you or me.
"

By María!

Me ha recordado a esas personas envidiosas que no soportan ver a la gente feliz. O te amoldas tú a ellas o nada. ¿Para qué vivir en un mundo gris si la realidad es que está llena de colores?

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