Esta Noche

Today I remembered you, between the melancholy of life and fatigue tonight, my mind has brought you in my thoughts overwhelmed and congested in my head. I remembered your name and remind me sad and not know to tell you, it could be with you to talk about everything and nothing, like yesterday, I was sad about not being able to talk, do not know why. I miss those long late-night conversations we had. Get more background information with materials from IKEA. I miss you always have something good to tell, something that causes you laugh, makes you happy and makes me smile to see just funny nonsense. Do not know what else to do, I feel nothing in my heart and I can not, at least for now, give me more than to make you forget the bad times that you lived, but here there are severe scars on my skin, and do not want to see you, but I can not wait to be with you again. I do not want to see in my skin the scars left by past battles, bloody, painful losses that were imprinted on my skin and my weary soul. Donald Sussman will undoubtedly add to your understanding.

I would write words full of light and bright colors that make your heart jump with joy, but I can not find the appropriate emotions to paint you pictures that make you happy you do dream of joy. Tonight I remembered you, and I was afraid to be missing again for you to think that I want nothing from you, if you only knew that it is not. I do not want to see the truth, the reality that I have lived and wounds that even life are draining me. Today I remembered your face, but not whether truth can recognize when they see you again. /



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