Song During Penguin Games

something else running through my veins. Rob turned around and stopped me back, always had her beautiful smile on his face. His eyes lit up seeing in my direction, my smile grew and I began to walk toward the fastest among the people.
I felt a tap on the shoulder, was a girl making step. Do not give importance, Rob saw his arms open ready for a hug, my feet stopped moving when I saw that he joined in an embrace with another person. Cut short in the crowd watching the scene, even disbelief.

No, no ... of all things that could happen to me to come here, I hadated. I felt betrayed, was not even sure how I felt. But what if she was sure, he wanted out of there and not see that love scene, it just broke my heart.

If anyone could do that was Rob, he had the power to break into pieces or arm myself to your liking, apparently she liked the "a." As if the world was against me. I let out a sigh as I turned away from there, as always a part of me yearned for that Rob recognized my back and ran into declaring his love. But it was not like, walk to leave the campus and reacheba mentally prepare for disappointments.

All positive thoughts slowly wiped my tears, as she wanted to walk in the shoes of that girl. Again.

Walk the cold streets of Paris while rambling in my mind that had been me and Rob if he had stayed two weeks remaining. Would have happened if I had said what he felt.

"The tragic part of these thoughts?

That would not exist. But I liked to cling to the past, because my future is not looking very promising. At least not in this situation ... I was going to take some psychological therapy after thisthe weekend. Habitacióny I left I went to the reception to give my keys and call a cab to get out of Paris as soon as possible.

Look out the window in which large drops of rain crashed around the glass. As if my desire to mourn not enough, I hated hated this feeling almost like love Rob.

now must think of something to do with my pathetic life and pathetic emotional state. Arrive at the airport, after nearly throwing the money to get off angry taxi driver and the vehicle, between the huge airport in Paris. Do not hesitate twice to go do all the paperwork from the ticket.

An hour later I was back to the horrible city of California, was it me or hated more now than before? It was probably my mood - I hate everything - what is possible to hate.

had to have a bad appearance for the flight attendant looked at me with pity whenever he passed down the aisle.

He had me a month ago, there would have been scared if ...

'll bet two years I'll bet I'll bet one year

Those Years You Will not Be here

I guess I'll keep, I guess you'll keep Every memory

Sadly we may never Be

I'll bet my tears I'll bet your tear