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Cuando alguien que te importa te saca de su vida, las personas que te rodean siempre te dicen que él se lo pierde… enconces tú piensas… que se lo está perdiendo es OBVIO, lo que realmente dudas es que a él le importe.
Piensas, Oh! si mira todo lo que te estás perdiendo… cuando él no te dedica ni uno solo de sus pensamientos y es como si nunca hubieras estado ahí, no queda ni el hueco, ni la forma en la almohada, ni el olor del perfume.
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The longing is a pain
A heavy pressure on my chest
It rarely leaves
My day becomes a quest
To try not to think about her
And all that she brings
Forget about her magic
All the beautiful things
Surely there are other things to life
But I can’t think of one single thing
That matters more than just to see her
Just to see her
Her smile, her touch
Her smell, her laugh
The longing is a friend
A way to stay close
I feel like she’s here
And feel like she knows
That when I say I would die for her
It’s not just words, I really would
And to make the world a safer place for her
Well I believe I really could
Sure there are other things to life
But I can’t think of one single thing
That matters more than just to see her,
To see her
Her tears, her sorrow
Her faults, her doubts
I love them all
Eels - The Longing