Were censured the words and actions that from my soul I tried to contain those days, if I had not, your world would have consumed by the flames that each of them generate daily inside my world from that July in which my eyes mortal tuvier On the bliss of seeing Paradise promised through his innocent and deep gaze.
Preferable was that my world would continue to burn with every memory and leave hers intact, full of life, as fertile as it is inhospitable to me. Despite how disordered my world can be, near it always found peace, that peace that I can not explain or exemplify, one that has no equal-true-, for it let me take and consume.
With she could change everything but it was. I had no idea how wide is the universe until the vi from. Many things I wanted to say but there is a distance which is not measured by kilometers but by love; I feel; that I expressed concern every night before going to sleep but that this time I was able to say that the correct should fulfill. I had no other option than to wish you well and let her go.
My world keeps spinning, burning, as it has to be, but this time not only for every memory of it, but also for those words that stayed at the station, along with my hopes, waiting to arrive that train that takes them to the ear of so unattainable and endearing Woman.
His world is also spinning. Wherever she arrives, she is accompanied by a light that is not intimidated by the darkest corners and an energy that feeds the soul of anyone who can love to observe it.
Nothing was here, nothing happened here. However, since I saw her again, my world a new turn gave.