Strike one.

Por: Aldana. | |

No me arrepiento de nada. Pero hay otra persona que sí me ama y la estoy dejando pasar sin importarme realmente. Y como empecé diciendo, no me arrepiento de nada, por lo menos ahora.
Pero me siento la peor basura para con esa persona.

Dim light, saw you sleeping, the door is open waiting to be closed. And it's warm in this little room but December is so cold. Waking to a nightmare, passing out and hoping for a dream that will bring back his memory. And everything you wanted was so close to you that night, I don't know how you could have dealt with this. But nothing could prepare you for that risk. Reliving every minute, makes the moment seem further away, unimaginable for me, the room with the blue paint. No words can repair this, so why do people still talk about faith? When it's proven to be nothing great. Now everyday reminds you of what could and should have been. I cannot find a last line to this song. Please remember, it must go on...