So we grew up believing no one would ever fall in love with us, that we'd be lonely forever, that we'd never meet someone to make us feel like the sun was something they built for us in their toolshed.
Así, crecimos creyendo que nadie se enamoraría de nosotros, que estaríamos solos por siempre, que nunca conoceríamos a alguien que nos hiciera sentir que el sol era algo hecho para nosotros en su taller.