segunda-feira, 11 de abril de 2011

Souvenirs


Souvenirs corrode here inside of me souvenirs that make happy when remembering them to remember that weekend to me, you with those eyes making you feel me loved, beautiful eyes yes, to never forget them! I Also to remember the nights of many colloquies, tricks and laughs (many exactly). I also to remember that day where I gave to flower you it, simple, lives than it was with much love and affection, you repaid with one I hug pleasant and hot, kiss, soft good and, of that only you wise person you make! Perhaps good moments… could be fancy? Perhaps pra you yes, but will be real me were true and. We all have good memories and bad memories; I to prefer you be with the good ones and will be remembering you. You remember me of you, not necessary of photos, because you still exist in my heart I you want you in return me and not you live lives will be only souvenirs Because I know that still I still exist in its heart I need you, you hug it and you say to another teams who I ha love I can be fool you say, lives is what I feel will be you, I find, I find not, I know that it is love, you taught you me, you showed me you she donates not leave to me lives alone baby, she eats hug me and you say that she also loves me, gives reason you me you live in this world of today, therefore you still it is my favorite to souvenir, I want you have lives to together moments you its side, in way that one day we let US can say our children, grandsons, perhaps, our love still it can last life, it is enough only in them you find to another teams in one alone way, in one alone vibration, in one alone song, living and learning, walking and singing, one alone heart! (C.S)

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