breakfast at 13.00, that chocolate pastry that makes you so thirsty halfway through. cafe con leche and two glasses of water. the bartender (the tall one with the kindest eyes) offered me mas de agua without me asking for it. water. this is my sanctuary, the dim golden lights, the pastries by the window, small talk with charming old ladies and gentlemen. kindness with water. no one can touch me here. and if you turn around, and if you come for me, i will take you here and this will be our place. our second dream hotel.
i love you, do you think of me?
Sunday, March 15, 2009
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i've been waiting for a new post from you. :)
yay. <3
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