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48.

We were BOTH afraid.
Somehow you made me think it was just me.

I'm no longer holding on to US.

I wish you could see me now.

Y te di todo lo que podía dar. Nunca iba a ser suficiente. 

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47.

A couple of things I should've asked last night (before going home with you):

• Would  you like to dance?
• How drunk are you?
• Which kind of music do you like?
• Do you like to travel?

• How old are you?

Buenos días

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46.
I really fell in love with you

http://musichronicles.tumblr.com/post/137701153868/her-body-really-was-a-wonderland-the-kind-of-body

I'm a bad habit that you can't shake 
Oh, I'm a hip swinger Oh,
I'm an earthquake 
So lonely, so sad 
So vicious, so mad 
Poor me, poor me, poor me

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45.
The problem was that I didn't want any of this nor I knew how I got it.

I just want out.

Please leave me. Just leave me.
Because I wouldn't know how to leave you.
I wouldn't dare.

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44.
What we could've been together.
We never should've been.

And our dreams will break the boundaries of our fear

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43.

Sometimes I can't believe myself.
I'm sorry I can't understand.
Good bye.

So can you understand?
Why I want a daughter while I'm still young
I wanna hold her hand
And show her some beauty
Before all this damage is done

But if it's too much to ask, it's too much to ask
Then send me a son

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42.

HABITS

I am a creature of habit and I will admit there's a pattern (One I created myself): None of my lovers dared leave me, I grew impatient and stale. But this time it's different, the rules don't apply... I need some distance though, to step out of line.

I must be crazy to want this, but I'm prone to ruin the good things and I need some distance.

So grant me this wish and meet me back here in a year, if we still exist, I can let go of my fears:

• Fear of normalcy 
• Fear of the solid walls of our future
• ...and let go of my past.

So grant me this wish and meet me back here in a year, if we still exist, I can let go of my fear

I have a tendency to wait... and you keep coming back to me.