You are not here now
and I remember your smell.
And your nice face.
Every day in my main stay
you're the chesse of my macaroni.
You are my goodness.
Your presence is with me
but I miss your sweet kisses
and your love with me.
I haven't seen you
because you went without me?
I'm sad because of you.
dilluns, 31 de maig del 2010
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