Today I was thinking...the 12,217 days that I lived until now, 1,103 were spent thinking of you. Almost 10% of my life...My gosh! You know, the most people advice me for dont go; they say you will do the same. Only my hope says for I go, and I really wanna to. Why is so hard to pardon? You asked me why hadn´t I forgotten you yet, but you still didn´t forget your hate about me. Why cannot you forgive me and just answer this? Sometimes I think that there are others place to know in Europe...sometimes I look for others reasons to go...but I can´t find them, ´coz nothing compares to you. If you aren´t able to respond me through this site, how will you can stand at my side, even for 5 minutes? If someday you read this message, please, respond me out!
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