viernes, 27 de febrero de 2009

Oda a una cancion y a un chico



Now that’s he’s back in my atmosphere with drops of Santo Domingo in his head… he acts like rain and walks like summer reminds me that there’s always a time to love and change, he listen likes June and talks like summer, did u sailed across he blue sea? Did u make it to pr? It’s overrated? Permanent scar? U miss me a while u were looking for yourself out there…what a so vacation.