maybe ... it was just not one I want to say that he wanted to undertake the flight ....
but I always thought that love should be desmotrarlo ... but now I realize that my
form thinking was wrong ... so I can only keep quiet waiting to see if any
day back,,, I can not say I miss ... every manna see the great void left in my
world was good before us ... and it is strange that bothered me before that enpalagoso
scent of her perfume was fascinated impregnated in my stuff ... but now more than annoy
think it rather strange .... maybe it's just that after so long she finally
alla marked the starting point, but I'm realizing that in fact it was not part
of my life ... but rather if it was my life ... and maybe today you wonder that I
writing in a manner so inconsistent .. but to be honest I think that loneliness is
going crazy ....
