Una vida por vivir. Amistades pasajeras y otras por descubrir. Amores pero también desamores. Historias y cuentos de hadas y princesas por oír. Sonrisas por regalar. Gente que perder. Rincones por descubrir. Historias que confesar. Motivos para luchar. Sentimientos indescriptibles. Llantos en silencio. Y sobre todo, personas en las que confiar.
domingo, 6 de mayo de 2012
What do you feel when he love her smile, her body, HER? I'd like to say that I don't know that. But I can't. Bescause I'm "a girl who loves him". i'm not the reason of his smile and i'm not the love of his life. I know exactly what do you feel when he don't love you and when nobody lives for you and your love. I can say perfectly what the people who want to die feel. But I don't want to die. Because his smile, always, is a reason to fight. I think that one day he is going to love me. I dream that I'm going to be the love of his life and I know that it's going to be true, because my love was born to be corresponded.
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