You finish my sentences, I think I love you. What is your name again? No matter!I’m guessing your thoughts again correctly.
Smile though your heart is aching. Smile even though it’s breaking.
¡Cúantas veces hubiera dado la vida entera porque tú me pidieras llevarte el equipaje!.
And so this is Xmas for weak and for strong, for rich and the poor ones, the world is so wrong.