These are special days, the chocolate I did not sweeten his mouth.
I just think at the last Easter to laugh and cry at the same time.
I'm breaking free from plots woven basically by myself and a naivety in ormi I undressed.
The question arises:
Asal still believe in 'love?
If my heart is bursting lungs and not enough for me to collect air I would say definitely Yes!
After my "rebirth" I spent a year in which I faced, pissed off, to congratulate myself. I discovered a part of me (because c 'is always has been) that leaves me every day more amazed and ask me how I lived before.
That said I have no regrets now are "I" also due to scratches on the heart, caresses, apathy which I have filled the days ... then, paradoxically, thanks to you too. The resentment I do not want that in my heart. I no longer need ... need space to lay my happiness.
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