domingo, 17 de mayo de 2009

Que estoy loca, lo sé.

I hate you in darkness
I hate you in loneliness
I hate the way I put my hope in you
I hate the fact that I never saw you again
I hate you in the deepest side of my heart
I hate you just because I'd like to love you

The most I don't know about you,
The most I think about us.

I'm crazy, I know.
I'm sad, I don't know why.
I'm alone, I know.