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The window's open, my hair is messy, my face is still wet, my heart is
broken, and you're not there, You're not anywhere, because the
window's open... just like you left it when you left, yesterday.

It's raining out there. I wonder if I should go out, it's a grey day,
and grey days just hurt me too much; they're your favorite kind of
days. Then tell me? How would I dare to go out and walk under these
black clouds without you? Do you want me to pretend? Do you want me to forget? How could I? How did you do it? Did you really do it? or it
was just another lie and you never forgot everything that went on?

Where are you now? Why is your leather jacket still lying here by my
side? Are you sure you're never coming back? Aren't you gonna miss me? Why is it so cold? Is it really cold... or is it just my heart aching
for you?

[Trozo de un fanfic que me gusta mucho]

Uhm... he intentado traducirlo y creo que de algo me he enterado... jeje... me fallan algunas palabras, pero weno... un saludo!!! ;)

Gracias por tu comentario en mi blog :o) Yo no entiendo casi nada de inglés así que mejor te dejo un saludo, jejejeje.
Me decías que en el PinkPollo no se come bien pero la verdad es que esta última vez que he ido me he quedado sorprendida, hay una carta muy diversa y se come de maravilla, a la siguiente te invitamos ;o)
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