Jamás te recuerdo....

...porque nunca te olvido.
Tu cuerpo fue la guarida
favorita de mi cuerpo.

La memoria es mortal

La memoria es mortal.

Algunas tardes, Billie Holliday pone su rosa enferma en mis oídos.

Algunas tardes me sorprendo lejos de mí, llorando.

Por mis sueños va......

....ligero de equipaje, sobre un cascarón de nuez, mi corazón de viaje, luciendo los tatuajes de un pasado bucanero, de un velero al abordaje, de un no te quiero querer.....

¿Sueño o Realidad?

Time is like a dream
And now, for a time, you are mine
Let's hold fast to the dream
That tastes and sparkles like wine

Who knows (who knows)
If it's real
Or just something we're both dreaming of
What seems like an interlude now
Could be the beginning of love

Loving you
Is a world that's strange
So much more than my heart can hold
Loving you
Makes the whole world change
Loving you, I could not grow old

No, nobody knows
When love will end
So till then, sweet friend ...

Time is like a dream
And now, for a time, you are mine
Let's hold fast to the dream
That tastes and sparkles like wine

Who knows (who knows)
If it's real
Or just something we're both dreaming of ?
What seems like an interlude now
Could be the beginning of love
What seems like an interlude now
Could be the beginning of love
What seems like an interlude now

Amelie

Gracias x hacerme saber quien soy.......x el cabello, x el fanatismo al color rojo, xq me gusta vivir en los sueños.......xq soy "si sensible au charme discret des petites choses de la vie"

Feeling yourself disintegrate

Love in our life is just too valuable

Oh, to feel for even a second without it

But life without death is just impossible

Oh, to realize something is ending within us

Feeling yourself disintegrate

Meet me in Montauk

Clementine: Joely? What if you stay this time?
Joel: I walked out the door. There's no memory left.
Clementine: Come back and make up a goodbye at least, let's pretend we had one... Goodbye, Joel.
Joel: ...I love you...
Clementine: ...Meet me in Montauk...