domingo, 17 de maio de 2009

The wind blows in the trees, it blows through my hair and it whispers, yes it whispers... words, memories and unforgetable feelings. Yes, I did say I was moving on and yes I know that I need to find my way in life without you to keep me company, but no one said it was going to be easy and to discribe how painful and empty days can be without you would be impossible...

Sweet dreams little one...

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