and gets a warm wind of love, true love ....
That sentence me chills flowing back to hear this verse of this famous song by Lucio Battisti.
Sometimes you "feel" a lot of times the same song a classic pop tune that for some reason the brain like it too at some point you do not know why else does not like more. Then the ear facing these giants of the music with these evergreen that "listens" to the pediatrician even touch you where you touched a child in the first few visits routine and give you love, passion, fun everything you need at that time.
In room now there will be 50 ° C between two computers turned on the TV and xbox and I seem to stay away from here with only half the people to love, to love whom?
meantime would be a great step forward if I loved myself at this moment of final rupture of a relationship that lasted three years I feel empty without love is available as a service station waiting for refueling.
only problem is I do not have Who should I contact to fill the buckets of gasoline is not enough set aside for those dark moments where you really want never been born. Right now I feel so empty.
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