It wasn't her, she wasn't the person I thought I was going to be with for several years... I thought I would be with her during all seasons of the year... in winter,warm up when you're cold... Spring, see your blond hair grow slowly, buy you flowers, make you as or happier than you ever were. Summer, go to the forest and lie down looking at the sky...
Autumn, take pictures of you with that beautiful smile of yours- Jumping on piles of leaves...
And then what to do... this winter without you? Counting stars?Go back to the same forest where we went every afternoon to watch the sunset? Big idea! But what about you? You follow your life as if nothing were... You go out with your friends every day, as if I were dust in the shoulder.While I can only think about our history... how happy we were together - I've already asked why only me does this happen...
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I wake up looking for your embrace of your soft blonde hair... of your sleeping gaze, waking up more and more in love with you... having breakfast beside you sitting on the sofa watching our series
After all, it's just memories... shapes in my head.
