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My dearest.
"Los padres, viendo las dificultades que suelen encontrar los jóvenes en sus primeros contactos con la vida, se acuerdan de sus propios errores y desean proteger contra ellos a los que aman; así, intentan transmitir su experiencia a sus hijos. Es un intento casi siempre inútil, porque la experiencia es intransferible".
Maurois

All of this makes me love you more
13.2.11
Last christmas, I gave you my heart, but the very next day you gave it away. This year to save me from tears I’ll give it to someone specialOnce bitten and twice shy I keep my distance but you still catch my eye. Tell me baby, do you recognize me? Well, it’s been a year it doesn’t surprise me
I wrapped it up and sent it with a note saying “I love you”, I meant it. Now I know what a fool I’ve been but if you kissed me now I know you’d fool me again
A crowded room, friends with tired eyes. I’m hiding from you and your soul of ice. My god I thought you were someone to rely on. Me? I guess I was a shoulder to cry on.
A face on a lover with a fire in his heart. A man under cover but you tore me apart. Now I’ve found a real love you’ll never fool me again.
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