Memories from the fallen, por Vicente Salvador
You are forever in my dreams and nightmares. Dreams when I’m with you, nightmares when I can’t remember you. This is love, with its rules. Sometimes good, sometimes cruel. Sometimes love can give you just a live, sometimes stole you it. The problem is when I awake because I’m alone. Then I cry. Cry for love, for hurt, hurt in my heart.
Imaginations from the other side, the side of dreams, the side of himself… the simple side of love.
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