You know I was thinking to tell you how much ... Better leave. Perhaps I ever told you ... but still do not think I did. What a shame!
How to say now? Do you hear me? ... God ... Where did I go wrong? Move a little, please! Show me that you have remained the same. I know you're mad at me. Yes Yes. I was wrong. It all started for me. I forgot to say ...
A lot of apparatus and tubes surrounding it, like it was dead ... I was kidnapped. But still look like a fairy. How nice it was when I could talk, telling us how many, how much we caress each other. Now ready ... was done, who to talk? ... She is silent.
We were walking along a meadow full of flowers. What is beautiful lake in the middle of it. The park was filled with pearls, refreshed by the rain that had just passed. A placid autumn sky - loaded with hundreds of clouds earthy - joining us for the ride.
How beautiful was the rain - fell like tears - the whole sky was crying for joy, seeing on us.
We was both wet - God, what was beautiful - and not knowing where we were walking. (I still do not know where I went). She was picking flowers and gave them to me in the form of wreaths, when I catch them in the chest Possible the most beautiful flowers: poppies, flower-de-forget-me-not ...
How pure and beautiful it was. It seemed that was awakened to life - like nature - with rain. It was not cold, was jumping up and down, as a daughter of the forest, as if forgotten by all, as if he had forgotten me. Actually play, lured me in a game of love, me mad.
Why not run away now, why so gloomy sit on the bed? It was my fault ... Too bad I did not say! Is it really too late? I hope not to be so ... Just hope?
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