"Thinking of how many times I left a little bit of heart in each of the men who pass through my life, today I realized that He was more than that because the notes to hear how strong those winds my heart beat in unison echoed repeating: "STILL THE STRANGE" I did not understand as he left me that smile that filled my empty life color and wished I could hear what I LOVE YOU have a sound of his voice, or feel his hug had finally managed to melt in my kiss ...
Today I went to mourn for what I thought could not be in the absence of happiness that I felt the touch of her hands, is perhaps why I never liked the painstaking step of time, because the want to reflect back on my lips to feel joy, I realized that much is gone and although the image is still alive has lost
feeling ... I wanted to be ... ... would have liked to be loved these tears were never here ... "
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