dja-houston
I just had a fight with my boyfriend, the first person who came to mind was a friend who has already talked to me and you. I'm listening to you singing Marisa and the desire I had was to be there, with you. Because you're a dear. You convey security and peace, all that a woman who fights with the still boyfriend, I think, but who has no strength, not for love, for human caprice, to put an end to this story. Sorry for crying in your living room. But you're special, if all women had boyfriends or more people with your essence on the side, the world would be a better place. Thanks. Big hug.