those moments been unique and only ours, which most common were that we were up to us we did those minutes were precious, you saw in my life, and i gave you my world if you need, overflowing joy, you had a different effect on me, I had never felt so good, I knew me and I know you and share moments recordable. after all what could happen on those afternoons of Monday, despite all the passion that could exist on those mornings, despite all the endless hugs and kisses, despite all the times that your love you looked so sincere, I remain disbelief. were more than words that I feel so much but no more than words were actions. we don't need say anything at that moment we were one of the other and all that happened was our perfect,''true'', our. things that continue to fly in my thoughts and often still go out of me as a few drops quickly / out of my eyes, it's called crying, but do not like to say that you cry for almost a month and a half, I like to say that I cry because of me, because being who does not want to be. see? because of you I'm afraid ... is why I cry and flooded my keyboard. why were not normal and just decided everything? why let things flying in my head that now torment me? why you did what no one had ever done? if after you although the beings that I was not the only one? know what it feels change? course you do. you felt it was not? you feel be taken back? felt to be useless? it is what you are. sorry, but I still marvel, just want to clarify that not all cleared up, things were not entirely forgotten why not the resolve, and despite not want anything with you and want you away, this is what I spoil the overall happiness. is cumulative, that is the height. you were my first and true, love, and you know, i hate you for this more than words now I gonna need to tell you what you never had to say or will say, because more than words, not matter anymore.
podia ser que te valesse agora os anos de instituto :p
(meu lindo tradutor :ç)
