When they told me Would you go these ten days gave no importance.
arrived yesterday and I met face to face with your absence and the impossibility of seeing and despite that I should enjoy this holiday, I also know that if you amargare are not present in them because in the struggle between love and hate had just won the first sumiendome in the longing and desire to see you.
And maybe because I'm longing fastidar starts here, sitting, waiting for rain as you can imagine my side. Back
(to be like then)
I still press your letters to my lips (Wishing You Come Back Like That rainy day)
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