tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45406322135283381022011-09-16T06:51:44.754-07:00Saray Romano y Sandra Solvashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07322151855197131294noreply@blogger.comBlogger161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4540632213528338102.post-72012290272883622732010-02-15T07:16:00.001-08:002010-02-15T07:17:33.811-08:00<span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">- Lo siento es así.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">- <span style="color:#000000;">¿Como és?</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;">- Me faltan motivos para amarte, me sobran para decirte Adiós.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4540632213528338102-7201229027288362273?l=recuerdoosdelayer.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Saray Romano y Sandra Solvashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07322151855197131294noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4540632213528338102.post-52465885347795330872010-02-13T11:28:00.000-08:002010-02-13T11:30:44.541-08:00<span style="font-family:courier new;">-Perdoname</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">-¿De que?</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">-Porque voy besarte sin querer.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">-Te perdono.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4540632213528338102-5246588534779533087?l=recuerdoosdelayer.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Saray Romano y Sandra Solvashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07322151855197131294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4540632213528338102.post-74704515920677327422010-01-29T08:12:00.000-08:002010-01-29T08:14:39.680-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- <span style="color:#ff0000;">Te quiero</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- <span style="color:#000000;">Pero no me amas</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- <span style="color:#ff0000;">Eso no puedes saberlo</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-<span style="color:#000000;"> Pero puedo sentirlo</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4540632213528338102-7470451592067732742?l=recuerdoosdelayer.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Saray Romano y Sandra Solvashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07322151855197131294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4540632213528338102.post-71547814674188352162010-01-24T07:30:00.001-08:002010-01-24T07:31:12.966-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;">- ¿Que te pasa?</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;">- Que quiero morirme</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;">- ¿y que voy hacer yo?</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;">- ¿Que quieres hacer?</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;">- Morirme contigo.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;">- Pues hazlo.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4540632213528338102-7154781467418835216?l=recuerdoosdelayer.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Saray Romano y Sandra Solvashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07322151855197131294noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4540632213528338102.post-69700869446397034672009-12-09T11:55:00.001-08:002009-12-09T11:56:41.604-08:00-TE he dicho que no me gusta que fumes<br /><br />-Pero es mi vicio... ¿alguna vez has probado en dejar un vicio? Cuesta mucho, a veces es casi imposible<br /><br />-Dimelo a mi...<br /><br />-¿Porque?<br /><br />-Bueno llevo toda la vida intentando quitarme este vicio que tengo hacia a ti... y no puedo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4540632213528338102-6970086944639703467?l=recuerdoosdelayer.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Saray Romano y Sandra Solvashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07322151855197131294noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4540632213528338102.post-61395392240665097052009-11-09T13:13:00.000-08:002009-11-09T13:15:04.023-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-Che niño suicida</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-¿Si?</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-¿Que serías capaz de hacer por mí?</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-Por tí moriría.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4540632213528338102-6139539224066509705?l=recuerdoosdelayer.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Saray Romano y Sandra Solvashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07322151855197131294noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4540632213528338102.post-25155462387936341752009-11-07T09:33:00.001-08:002009-11-07T09:34:15.733-08:00-Hay cosas que no controlamos<br /><br />-Pues mirame, yo no controlo esta obsesión<br /><br />-Pues besame<br /><br />-Pues comeme<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4540632213528338102-2515546238793634175?l=recuerdoosdelayer.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Saray Romano y Sandra Solvashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07322151855197131294noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4540632213528338102.post-8435471336014037352009-11-05T15:16:00.000-08:002009-11-05T15:19:10.480-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-<span style="color:#ff0000;">Levantante y borra esa mirada triste de una vez</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;">-¿Para que?</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-<span style="color:#ff0000;">Para pasar una noche desenfrenada con alcohol, bailar hasta que te sangren los pies y sentir la lujuria que te invada esta noche conmigo entre las sabanas.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;">-Suena bien</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4540632213528338102-843547133601403735?l=recuerdoosdelayer.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Saray Romano y Sandra Solvashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07322151855197131294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4540632213528338102.post-48414058618949096452009-10-31T07:07:00.001-07:002009-10-31T07:08:31.743-07:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">-<span style="color:#666666;">Hey! Chica bipolar, ¿Que haces?</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">-<span style="color:#ff0000;">Olvidar</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">-¿<span style="color:#666666;">Pero porque lloras?</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">-<span style="color:#ff0000;">Porque no puedo</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"></span><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"><em>Al final no eras tan perfecto como yo pensaba...</em></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4540632213528338102-4841405861894909645?l=recuerdoosdelayer.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Saray Romano y Sandra Solvashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07322151855197131294noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4540632213528338102.post-68178947066971720412009-10-26T11:09:00.000-07:002009-10-26T11:10:50.705-07:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />-<span style="color:#666666;">Chica Bipolar, ¿Me escuchas? ¿estas ahí?</span><br />-<span style="color:#ff0000;">Pues claro</span><br />-<span style="color:#666666;">Entonces salvame</span><br />-<span style="color:#ff0000;">Ya te he salvado, ahora salvame tu a mi<br /></span><span style="color:#000000;"></span></span><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#000000;">Pero tu no escuchas a nadie, <em>¿no?.</em></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4540632213528338102-6817894706697172041?l=recuerdoosdelayer.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Saray Romano y Sandra Solvashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07322151855197131294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4540632213528338102.post-83850765758733764662009-10-19T09:01:00.000-07:002009-10-19T09:04:26.709-07:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">- <span style="color:#ff0000;">Cogeme de la mano, ¿la tienes sujetada bien fuerte? Pues ahora salta.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Porque si por alguien quiero perder la vida, es por ti.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Porque si de alguna forma quiero morir, es junto a ti.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4540632213528338102-8385076575873376466?l=recuerdoosdelayer.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Saray Romano y Sandra Solvashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07322151855197131294noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4540632213528338102.post-72905471689746224922009-09-27T09:56:00.000-07:002009-09-27T09:58:14.577-07:00<span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;">- <span style="color:#666666;">¿Como sería tu hombre perfecto?</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;">- <span style="color:#ff0000;">¿Mi hombre perfecto? Simple. Aquel que no me haga llorar, ese que me haga reír a cada momento, el que cuente las horas que queda para vernos, el que pare los relojes de la casa cuando estemos juntos porque dice que conmigo el tiempo se para. El que me mire a los ojos y se pierda en mi mirada y yo igual con él. El que tenga un reloj parado debajo de la almoada con la hora exacta en la que nos dimos nuestro primer beso.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;">- <span style="color:#666666;">Espero que lo encuentres</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;">- <span style="color:#ff0000;">Pero si ya lo he encontrado. Es el niño de los ojos verdes.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;">- <span style="color:#666666;">¿Verdes? Como los míos.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;">- <span style="color:#ff0000;">Pero si eres tú...</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"></span><br /><div align="right"><em><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;">Y odio que seas tan estúpidamente perfecto.</span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4540632213528338102-7290547168974622492?l=recuerdoosdelayer.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Saray Romano y Sandra Solvashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07322151855197131294noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4540632213528338102.post-44957001938274110222009-09-18T11:40:00.000-07:002009-09-18T11:42:49.273-07:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">- <span style="color:#666666;">¿Quien es él?</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">- <span style="color:#ff0000;">Pues el niño de las alas</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">- <span style="color:#666666;">Ah...</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">- <span style="color:#ff0000;">¿Sabes que es lo mejor de el? Que te cambia amargas lágrimas, por dulces besos con sabor a menta</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">- <span style="color:#666666;">¿Y porque lo de las alas?</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">- <span style="color:#ff0000;">Porque sus besos te hacen volar</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"></span><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Hasta tal punto, que ya no sabes ni quien eres.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4540632213528338102-4495700193827411022?l=recuerdoosdelayer.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Saray Romano y Sandra Solvashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07322151855197131294noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4540632213528338102.post-54624087102633861562009-09-16T10:46:00.000-07:002009-09-16T10:52:14.786-07:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- <span style="color:#ff0000;">Lo siento</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- <span style="color:#666666;">¿Que es lo que sientes?</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- <span style="color:#ff0000;">Siento que si no te tengo, me muero.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#000000;">Como no, el niño de las sonrisa deslumbrante<strong>.</strong> </span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#000000;"><em>Haciendome olvidar</em></span></span><em> </em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4540632213528338102-5462408710263386156?l=recuerdoosdelayer.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Saray Romano y Sandra Solvashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07322151855197131294noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4540632213528338102.post-79315120120109878392009-09-13T12:27:00.000-07:002009-09-13T12:34:34.568-07:00-<span style="color:#333333;"> </span><span style="color:#666666;">¿Que es eso? </span><br />- <span style="color:#ff0000;">Una lista de todos mis niños</span><br />- <span style="color:#666666;">¿Y que niño soy yo?<br /></span>- <span style="color:#ff0000;">El niño del</span> <span style="color:#ff0000;">arcoiris, </span><span style="color:#ff0000;">evidentemente<br /></span>- <span style="color:#666666;">¿El niño del arcoiris? ¿A que viene?</span><br />- <span style="color:#ff0000;">A que eres el sol que sale a mitad de la tormenta para iluminarme, llenando mi cielo con un arcoiris.</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"><em>Él unico capaz de sacarme una sonrisa.</em></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4540632213528338102-7931512012010987839?l=recuerdoosdelayer.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Saray Romano y Sandra Solvashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07322151855197131294noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4540632213528338102.post-22661869872631257052009-09-12T15:00:00.000-07:002009-09-12T15:49:49.117-07:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- <span style="color:#666666;">Odio eso</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- <span style="color:#ff0000;">¿El que?</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- <span style="color:#666666;">¡Que le mires así!</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- <span style="color:#ff0000;">¿Como le miro?</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- <span style="color:#666666;">Como si el mundo se acabara si dejas de mirarle</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- <span style="color:#ff0000;">Yo... ¿le miro así?</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- <span style="color:#666666;">Si</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- <span style="color:#ff0000;">¿Y porque te molesta tanto?</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- <span style="color:#666666;">Porque al único al que quiero que mires de esa forma, es a mí.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4540632213528338102-2266186987263125705?l=recuerdoosdelayer.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Saray Romano y Sandra Solvashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07322151855197131294noreply@blogger.com0