made me feel that I can still do something to make you more than my good friend.
made me stronger and more confident with myself, from the day you left, since that day I feel that I am another person, a different person, a better person it was before.
You made me realize that I can be able to love and able to speak my mind without fear of what might happen.
Thanks for being you, thank you for being so beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful, my friend, thank fate that made you and I knew
Now my feet do not stop and just walk until my bones are sufficiently worn, corroded and decayed by time, that day came and sure, that day insurance may rest.
My body is broken but my soul is still intact, I died just for loving, not killing or sin, my only crime was to have been insane and insanely obsessive, I speak of those infatuated with the first kiss is desperate and alter the head, my conviction was dying tant loveyou, bright object that goes unnoticed in the eyes of the "living."
funeral
This work has not finished yet, not enough to lower my body into the depths of the world and forgetfulness, that after half an hour of Bible reading leave the sandbags fall on me ;, then the flowers and the tombstone, the epitaph well and claimed to remember the death, because those words written here will say everything I mean everything that I want them to know my last word my last breath, the last thing I whispered before the doctor said "There is nothing we can do," my words were deep and strong enough to break the rock.That
leerány epitaph which all will read every time the disinterested friends come to me insignificant flowers, flowers that you gave me in life and now I'm dead and no longer have any value I give them all, this is already finished, but for me comfort I live in the kingdom of God and mortals pay the price.
Dear Melisa
remember calling me "idiot" constant mind, and you always think that I did not know why, "but do not worry you do not need an investigator to I realize that cheating & nt
