Love me tomorrov

Love me tomorrow

It is sometimes a little too much for a little woman in a grownup´s clothes and shoes. I can´t walk the line. That´s it. I can´t walk the line, just write it. Even as much I wish I could be there for you, today, I have to wait for another day. And then, maybe I die. What I am talking about? A life as sick. And I love you. In all my body in half of the city. Just like the boy that win the princess, except, I do not win. Not today. Maybe tomorrow? We don´t know. Maybe that is the hardest part.