Look what it's done to your friends, their memories are pretend and the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end.

lunes, 3 de septiembre de 2012

He.


It was January. It was freezing cold. We had been queuing for hours.
The doors opened.
The crowd went crazy.
And there I was, in the front row.
And there he was, on the stage.
Can you fall in love at first sight? Can you love someone you don't know? No. There's no love for us, Alex, but still we have obsession, don't we?

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