After Waxing How Long Untill You Can Faketan?

low on Valentine

The last person you should have thought February 14 was in me. And if did, should be a last gasp, a mental farewell, a solemn blur of memory.

low-Dame de San Valentín.

That is also the day of friendship, true.
I is clear that if you remember me in that day was a feeling of friendship.

Again, give me low on Valentine's Day.



distance multiplies the questions,
and whether "the intensity of a passion for solitude is estimated that precedes it" (teacher, Xavier Velasco), then the degree of loneliness that one feels the intensity is calculated the passion that precedes it. That measurement
completely
subjective left to your discretion.

And if I'm writing these lines, saying what I say, with the emotional (but perhaps not explicitly) entailed, is definitely something.

just need to know (and want) to read between the lines.

And not that I want to be masochistic. Not that purports to measure the level of loneliness in which I can find. First because I do not feel alone. And second, because just ask to be discharged and then not feel lonely. Did I leave understanding?

Yes, fear. Yes, alone. É d
The second step tenth last year was, I describe it as a house of cards that you remove one card.
My last visit, a shot in the temple.

If I ever said I was like a drug (tempting but forbidden),
you'd like the apple that Eve tasted: coveted, bold and deadly. ---------------------------------------------



No Remember that the distance also leads to memory impartial.

You saw it in "500 days of summer."
When you look back and you realize those things, what is not said, the alleged reasons, excuses, silences, errors, what was done and should not be undertaken, other people, open doors, the comings and goings, vicious circle, the end without terms, reunions secretly, I the other and you do not know what you wanted, uncertainty, frustration, confusion, and all made a mess.

A vicious circle so difficult to live and just leave, he had to flee.

and fled.

not look at me like that. I did not maliciously. There is only reality. A stark reality.

An apple a try again and again if the time ever come back to 2009.

And is that one can not simply run away when out.
And if you can not just quit is because something that prevents this. Something
binds you, something that you refuse to let go.

Honey. Yes, dear.
That can not doubt.


this view only knew him, but you get what you presented.
Yes, in 2009.