Tengo la canción más meláncolica de la vida on repeat en mi cabeza. No sé si mi mente o corazón espera encontrar algo bueno en la nostalgia, pero desde ya le aseguro que nada bueno va a salir de eso.
As long is my life is becoming to something I can't explain with words, I feel heartless.
These days I haven't cried, I haven't felt anything; I'm really worried about the fact I didn't even shared a tear. I watch romantic movies, drama movies, not even any single sign of anxiety. I don't if it's the real true I don't have any gentleman botherng my mind and heart, but I'm actually looking forward to where I left my heart. I'm worried... so bad
