Thursday, September 6, 2007

Does Costco Deliver Matress?

And I thought of you. Yes, but had promised to forget. I guess I came to forget to forget. It happens (to me). And off the bus, still with the troubling memories, like when you wear your hair dry and wet. And see you there. Believe you're someone else. But no. You. Immensely you . Higher. Green shirt. And black pants. You. Who would tell me. And I dropped the world over. In all its entirety. I was stuck there. The busy street and the red light. She whispered something and she laughs. And I keep walking without being able to breathe. ClaroquenoerestĂș. Step long. And I turn. Still in red. And you. And I am coming to stop. The light changes, and you cross hand in hand. And I'm still there. Sin being seen. And people push and hurry. They watch instead of a heart. Changed the tic-tac by heartbeat. I cry. Before thinking about anything. No whys. I cry. Period. Although hate mourn before the people. I cry in one of the busiest streets in the city. I remember that I left and walked. And I can hardly breathe -comounodeesosataquesqueledananana - but never mind. And it starts to spark and pushed over the bones. Arrived at the station and no one there. Glad to not be late. Quiet . Do not want to see you mourn, right? . Quiet . And do not cry. I stand. That's it. And nothing happens. People are still going on. The trains are back and there are timthese and earlier. Quiet. begins to sparkle. Quiet . If I were a movie it would be the time when he sees it and runs to comfort her mourn. The music sounds high and slow, and then there is the expected crush. But the sad reality is that there is no possibility. Porsupuestoqueno. On the other hand, has things even better. Because then you see it. With his striped shirt. His mane flapping with every trot. And her smile. Smile-jackets . And I see. And smile. And smile. A hug, more smiles and such. "Where are we going? E trade. And suddenly, everything goes better. Because she is really hunting and nightmares. Even without realizing it.
& nbsp;
- What do you think?
- That you, everything will be better.

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