Sunday, February 20, 2011

Decorate A Blank Disc



Know your name and mine excites me decorating your notebooks, I shiver, necessarily, makes me think of you by me, stand by your side. The cursor blinks, my hands sweat and my breathing is stirred in just listen, just by reading you, imagine you.

I write, the ideas and feelings are stuck in my head, still I think [Do you think of me?] , talk, and a mad desire to be where you're me they tell you the unimaginable, which I rarely say, unravel the depths of my heart for you.

Sedated for you I am, as you are when you, for as my mind will draw in the solitude of my bedroom, and as I imagine me "doing what the spring cherry" [I wish]; but even though I try, despite my best effort, to pronounce your name, whisper the letters harmonious 7 your name, does not make you appear next to me, not yet, not tonight.

What has become of me? Where were those selfish belief, unique illusory dream, that world where my future was just a glimpse? What have you done for me, every time I think, I think for two? [Thanks]. Where have all the songs your name, and letters in press fit to form your initials. Who are you? Who are you, that captivated me to speak, shaking my soul and my bones My Mayor, wowing extent that could not stand and a life without you [And so unbearable that I am without you].

I think, I want you, I love you ...

YES! I LOVE YOU!,

and is just like my heart beating TU reason I asked the air scream [May you breathe the air forever] , the world, to those 1365 souls that we see today.

I LOVE YOU! Past, present and future perfect ... you

To my eternal

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