Sometimes I ask me why you keep distance from me as if I were a threat to you. Why you are so afraid? It´s no paranoia, as you like to discribe it. Always that I pass by the mountais and landscape from my state, I imagine you here. You´d like it. Break down the walls of pride that you use to hide yourself. I am concious about all and to get your heart is not my inttention anymore. Just let me to know you, coz I didin´t do it yet. Let me to sit down at your side and look into your eyes and try to understand if I was a crazy guy or not; but I know that I am not. Do you hate me so much like this, but why? You´ll not be less woman than you are just on account for giving me some hours to know you personlly. Come up to here in august or let me to meet you next year in march. Personally, I´d rather you come; I knew your country, that´s your turn to know mine; I´ll prepare everything for you, since your daparture from there until your go back from here. You know, I dont remember your face anymore. If God was a slob like me, would like to face Him? Stay in touch!
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