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p; iacute;, I still remember those chips, how they nailed me.

  I wish I could remember, hopefully not kill me inside this uneasiness. I hope I do not corrupt, nor do I Royer. Hopefully what happened will be cleared, hopefully because I did not cry every morning where you sleep. Today other arms shake me full of excitement, yet you're still there, your smile is still there latent in a hidden nook of my mind, my heart.  
 Many times I tried to find you. Far fewer have attempted to pick andl phone and tell a friend of a friend find you and bring you to me just for the simple fact hold. Only with such a simple gesture I would be satisfied. Only with that simple gesture would be healed. I imagine that your bite enponzoñó blood. I imagine that all those pretty words, all those frantic calls before an exam over me and never left. Everything that is today is because it was before and, although now beats with a lot less force, still beating.   I would say so many things. I would say so silly now lost in my mind when I look in the mirror pairezco silly. I'm spellbound when I see you through these colorful glasses, these glasses joy, fond memories where nothing mattered, where only the beating of wings seemed to make sense. Still, this does not make any sense. And it makes no sense because it died at exactly the same moment that was designed for you and I were not meant to be together. You stayed with my name and I did not have returned. Ely lived a thousand things I suffered. And yet, so however, you never want to go back to be around. 

And yet ... In life there is love that can never be forgotten. But