Imagine this day from that twenty-nine in which we lost connection. First to spend it with you because we amistaríamos, but over the days, the hopes were fading one after another. And so I realized that day just think of the whys of your pride and I supposed immaturity. But it was not.
had to leave back in April and its thousand and one conflict, tears, stress. But however much he tried he could not, and came in May, my month, to encourage a change, it was necessary;
Buy a box where you would lock then let go of my heart.
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