The second was J. Hence, in both love, the relationship broke down. Still í to now I curse the day I took that topic in the conversation. Still be together, laughing hysterically. Speaking of music, film, literature. Today I would hug you in all those pictures you have. Today would be the owner of your smiles and it would be a more wayward sheep in this world struggling to rebuild the pieces of something that is already broken. We share so much in so little time to get tired before you start to know. It was so fast. You told me to talk to me was like talking to a childhood friend. You made me so happy with those words I never thought Ixtraño of shots and hands where they had to be, he also disappeared. And with it vanished all my chances of feeling alive and vivid.
And now a new champion goes into my strength. Why do I have as eager to talk to him? Why do you need? Perhaps it is true that I can not be without a man next door. Perhaps it is true that my mental health require some type of game, challenge and that challenge can only make me men. But why him? In fact, A2 is not like any of the guys that I have before
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