lequesander
Ale, woman, little girl. We've been through so many moments here, that it's difficult to write something that comes close to who you are. I don't even want to write, I wanted to say it in person, but I can't, I can't. Thanking is not enough, but the dictionary only has that word, right, so thank you for who you are, for existing. Be happy girl, I promise you that. Be happy. I confess, it's difficult to write today, and you know why. How to forget those moles, how to forget someone who did me so good, how to forget intelligent conversations. How, tell me!!! Oh if I could be the first to say good morning to you. If I could be the last one to say goodnight, if I could take care of you when you needed it. If I could hold you in my arms when you couldn't walk. If I could, I would do all of this, but I can't. Woman, cute, minina, as they say in Minas, your most beautiful train. I love you forever. Affectionate kisses okay. Just to reinforce. Be happy. Hugs and kisses galore.