Señorita...
and I miss you, you have not gone and I miss you, I would say so many things, as I feel close to my heart and lungs, as I remember your wings, will come out already, so many things afraid to say I have to look like the cheesy sentimental until you know who I am. Huy
My heart leaps, flips me, give me something, tells me that is sad and I can not do anything, I guess one of these days I will tear it out.
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