V Iver and pain! That's why it hurts!
Who loves you asks you not to think about ... to protect you from suffering.
Who does not consider you, ... you do not say anything because he'll be suffering.
who hates you will say that it is not true ... but just to give you more pain.
Along the way there will be interminable minutes too fast and will last for years as hysterical bystanders.
it rain when the sun was expected ... and you will be too dressed one day that he expected the cold.
There will be a black man, a teacher, a boss and a priest to take away the best hours of your sleep.
There will be a house to fall ... and a father to escape from.
There will be a grandfather to mourn and a roof to build. There will be trucks
precarious rope on a trapeze and high
uncomfortable dizziness, from which escape through handles. We will miss
took away the appeal of friendly hands and arms providential fell from a sky hidden or forgotten.
There will be
daydreams and nightmares and secrets on which the concrete and unconscious fantasies, resting on a table in the dark.
There will be always ready to wag tails when you come back, from which envy the loyalty and scents that tie memories
There will love disarming as drugs which detoxify heavy fatigue and mouths to kiss vintage film seen as disappointing and reviewed again, on which comments make infertile.
There will be cross looks like the plot of a canvas to paint on feeling timid and phrases to be interpreted as languages \u200b\u200bof lost civilizations.
There will be no excuse to find as umbrellas in a storm, missed appointments like bowling pins left feet and waited most firmly impaled in front of stairs, the steps to wait for reassuring.
There will be the hottest hugs and pats on the shoulder feathers winter stamps as a butcher. There will be
handshakes below zero, and smiles as forcefully hoisted sails of a galleon.
There will be more ... in one day from nothing ... and nothing for a whole day.
In every nuance, you can not subtract from your body not even a fragment of spending endless time ... and every chip will be terrible!
Who loves you asks you not to think about ... to protect you from suffering.
Who does not consider you, ... you do not say anything, because he be suffering.
who hates you will say that it is not true ... but just to give you more pain.
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