During my last beat I had a smile median. She kept the will to resist this joke that my sleep pattern, or a nightmare caused by a dinner charged. Yes, it was false. I never really got into the ambulance, he would not have begged for help to hear the voices of the firefighters. I did not cover my ears to the strange screeching of tires, nor felt the swift maneuver before hitting the other car.
Apparently everything was distorted product of my brain activity, and it came in the spring, the dreams forced me to breathe not to mislead, perhaps my friend did not argue with me while driving, I was not crying and never broke the letters he never kept in my wallet. Unable to agree that image of him forcing me to give the driver's seat, I'm not sure I noticed the strength in my arms while trying to control my hysteria. Is cleared in my hands hit my anger on his face. In no time my screams followed by the patio.
I can confirm the absence of that place, bed, hugging, wet hair. That woman was not in our house, never saw, the saw, or discovered. How can be assured of a pain that I hang to the point of losing the feeling? Simply not born out of nowhere, the discomfort was false, and false were the groans and laughter on the second floor. The entrance gate was not open for me.
I could have gone to many places, visit the zoo of the city and start a couple of flowers that grew only remember allí.Tiemblo to believe he wanted to return home by the Central Highway, after receiving the order from my boss. I missed the break and the early exit from the flu that never presented. No, actually, I was sitting at my desk, or e-mail messages reviewed. Neither commented to Stephen and lived with the love of my life.
That morning had breakfast with him, and we make the morning ritual of washing, do not mention the phrase "good morning love." Was forward to that moment of relaxation after making love, they were fake the "I love you every night, caresses from the first day we went to live together.
not remembering all lived, sigh. No stimulate our dreams am talking about goals, travels, romances, and small talk. Not crossed my mind that it was unattainable, and he did not intend to protect the success or impulse to share with him. Much less called for me to listen to protest music on a Sunday afternoon, and reminded me his rebellious youth. I did not feel there is nobility in his heart.
I feel that our first date was the best example of a empty set, I was not myself, nor am I surprised at his determination, he invited me and did not know of my strength to live. I proposed to see us. There was no time to answer your calls because he did not performed them, never gave him my phone number, much less asked me.
our discussions not recorded by the courier, the ideological differences they found periods of peace, not hit it, and liked each one-minute pause.
Every second I have it more clear, no one had, it was unreal that moment when I registered as a participant at a convention of former students on the Internet, there was no such debate, or the invitation to participate, I never heard of the university since I graduated.
not met you, and I'm not dying. Nor has it that you do not breathe and cry.
someone woke me up in any room, hospital, hotel or pen, while your lovely wife is ready to take breakfast. No traces of me in your house of dreams, in your world for success. There was for you my dear love.
