Zambesc amar, stiu ca ce a trecut a trecut si mai stiu ca timpul meu a trecut

Uneori apa cu care te speli pe fata dimineata e ca o palma .. doare…as prefera sa simt acum o mie de palme pe fata decat durerea asta mica din inima...
Probabil primele post-uri se vor hrani din functia copy / paste pentru ca sunt secatuita de vorbe - dar as putea sa umplu un blog intreg din mesajele pe care ti le-am dat...

Uite unul:

I'm not giving you up just yet, so don't abandon me... cause I'll be crawling through each day lacking meaning and substance, confused and unable to give a smile...I have become that already in your absence and my only heart throbs occur when I embrace the thought of your return.

I miss you, I miss feeling you inside of me, taking me places I'd gladly return over and over again. You are like nobody before and I can't distinguish anything after you.

I'm waiting for you, each corner of my house, my bed, my being is welcoming you as their master...oh yes, love will do that to a person and my ego is just now discovering how to kneel down...

I'll be waiting for you... it's the only meaning I'm able to find for myself right now.

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