A rickety mattress in the middle of my house. I know you have something to say. You have the certainty that ours is not ours, not going anywhere, you can not label. Ok. NO signs in a deep, sad, rootless. I can not sleep this last night with you, tomorrow I can not feel empty, your breath, not your smell, without your smile. But this is so are of healthy adults and assholes. So let us go, because we wanted enough ¿?, Because we could not fail us, and because we looked different backgrounds. Purchase invoices, we ate on the terrace, crying in the sun, understood. Without pluton, without real love, pain, and uncertainty began my way to exhaustion and emptiness. You took the subway, I was a taxi just around the corner. And it lasted, was enjoyed.
I love you. I carry in my soul. Chau was sit-
, helpless, waiting on the steps of your door. It was very cold, but they were naked. I saw you arrive, I knew I'd lost you forever. I knew you were there life because you had obliged. I knew it was the last time I visit your home.
I did not want to waste time. Dress my white legs in winter. Dress up my arms without a fight, no dreams. My pubic crushed. We look
6.7.8 ... I tried to imagine the passing hours. The scene of the Madrigosa. The cut of our projects. And the final goodbye. You said you were going to try and stay with me, as I am I would make it easier the game.
had bought ravioli. I wanted lots of water. Were
but you were not, did not know who was asking the glass beaker. I did not know who he was biting back. I did not know before who was screaming in pain.
That eventually makes programming channel 7 today. If I can not hear, but I mention what they say. your back hurts, my tummy hurts.
was unwarranted pain over my life. Because it did not work. Because he was not even fired. Because there was no winners expired.
I got to your car but I had no strength to get the belt. You were not there. And I loved you so much.
That win would have had I not put you through that day, had had no desire to see you so, so far, so little me. But it did. I remember the infinite loneliness of both. Your pain. Mine. And do not know how embrace that memory, to heal the two, to ask for forgiveness.
I love you. I carry in my soul.
Chau was sitting at my door. I asked you to please you arrived on time. you were my keys. I did not know how to enter my house. I could not stand the 20 minutes until you arrive in a hurry in a taxi. She was tired of sharing so much everything. I wanted to but I wanted to start putting order in my life, my head, my house, my things. I had to gave everything I had given me as a little girl so that the screw and rearrange. And they did. We went to the movies, we saw the one I like Sandra Bullock. She said goodbye to his adopted son, and I felt I left you free as a bird, you let go of the reins ... because your world was not here ... and mine was for other messy. Sure, it was the last time we met. But yeah, my final scene. That last moment.
I love you. I carry in my soul. Bye and bye.
June 8. I shouted, and I hit the closet with all my strength. Is my daughter. Do not do that. Do not take her, it's mine, give it me. I am a fierce advocate a model of parenting. I do not care about anything. Do not cross this door, here she and I slept alone. I hurt, I hurt. I felt hatred for her first time ... no.
that day where you did not understand how much I hated I lost to miss. We, months we ... nothing in my way of being, doing and walk, was viewed favorably. All were critical. And I could not live with my dad (was and resources for her and for me a good dad.) And you were alone, I left you alone, I stopped to caress, to take care of, to spoil, to keep you. He began the end. And I thought we would come back to live alone both.
I love you. I carry in my soul.
I went with from 7 am to make studies in French and Favaloro. We wanted your thrombosis was cured. We went with your mother, the two soldiers who fight with you. We read a joke book in the long wait. But it touched me, I looked. Were trying to tell me that I no longer wanted. I ate your mint gum I chew the end. At 16 pm, the last ergometry. I sat dazed in the streets near the conference loss. And I asked. If you did not want to follow. And I said no, you did not want. You buy a chocolate. and said goodbye. I cried all the way to the psychologist. But I thanked the relentlessness of your decision, there was no laps left, you left and did not come back.
I love you. I carry in my soul. Chau.
The tour, the show retro, the new Rosario overlooking the River. His eyes were so deep and virginiana. Lady of love, pain, risk virgin. And you got scared. You were right. Went hand in hand, a few kisses, a request to stay with you, coming back for you, to make the ride a little routine communication tertiary students. But you could not, rather than me mourn, but to hug, and tell me you loved me. I thought I was too ugly for you, you did not like that I was ashamed. I asked you not accompany me those 5 blocks that separated me from home.
would be fine I went to a bsas empty, sad and undervalued. But I won one of my best friends, the prince Rosario.
I love you, I carry in my soul. Chau.
no longer wanted us. But it was impossible to deny in my arms. My first man.
That night was not in our plans. But it happened. And I asked you just dawned we were crying that the hospital wanted a hiv test yours. I was really scared. Please, let's do it, and today! I die if I have to wait 3 months for me and let me "prove" that today there did I get nothing. We took the 12, crossed peacock. And that day was to stop public hospitals. Returned by 12 at 8 am, full of people, without speaking. No analysis, no nothing. Fear and goodbye.
After we were friends, lovers and brothers, until we made a covenant "forever"
I love you. I carry in my soul. Chau.
We came from Rosario. A micro cold. The two separated by the seat, sleeping. Already told you that was the end, I no longer felt the same, do not you waited anxiously for each trip and had no desire to travel to bsas to see you. But I loved it. My first boyfriend. My cousin adored. The cutest. Simply ran out of love. At least on my part. Were broken, harsh, withered. And I was too young to realize. That day I hurt. I got off the subway c for combination with b. You were following the train to take you up. I gave you a kiss. I got out and let you go. Very cinematic. Then I dedicated your first book of philosophy. Did not deserve it.
I love you. I carry in my soul. Chau.
I loved as he had never loved. 4 banks you sit further back. I in the second, you at last. You were in love with your band mates, the only one I won on average throughout the school because he was not going badly in English or physical education. And I loved you in silence. Each recess had meters that separated us in the small balcony where I was playing with you all the dreams and stories. I never wanted. In this 15th birthday was December 2000, everything was about to change. I saw playing with a baby. I was very touched, your hands look great, wonderful father potential. I looked at mine, and I understood that unconjugated design and size. I watch as you saw, and I let you go, my soul, I let you go.
After I told you and were great friends.
I love you. I carry in my soul. Chau.
not loved them all equally, not suffered equally. Some of the scenes from film rupture are more and more painful. There is one in particular that blew me to pieces of pain. But still, I wanted to share with them, once again, a hug, a kiss, a song: this song! for his unforgettable smile!
thanks for "reflected in my eyes blasted" everyone!
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