
I admit it, do not stop looking at you, do not stop thinking, trembling when I listen to you to speak you. Perhaps for stupid, ingenuous or immature, but I love you and it is many more that it.
I MISS YOU MORE THAN WORDS CAN SAY
It has been a pleasure to know yourself. But already it finished, because we suffer the two, this hurt us. Already we will not cry, already we will not die, will be happy. Already you will go away with your life and with my soul, and I will follow you, until I should get lost and should find you.
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