Although I do not get the idea ...
I went to see these days and increasingly that came out of the fourth game came out with the soul, the first day I grabbed his hand tightly, trying to knew that there was you but you do not could see or hear , nullifying the pain you, my blood stained hands trying to help you move ... Marche to regain strength and then I gave you spill ... at least no longer suffering and stas, you look as if asleep in bed, your heart bad the even that keeps you but there is no hope and you're fading away ... say that not spend today. The last days
that was with you when you could still talk I said that would me next week and I did not, so I curse and he eats the guts not to have gone.
is a very strange feeling to think that gone tomorrow there will be , that you no longer again to see, and did not greet me with that of "hello bird without a tail" or dismiss me with a "goodbye white flower" as has been since I was a kid that every weekend when we to see you.
I do not ever count but the story of the good pipe, ke never You told me it was nothing more that a trick to make me rage, not play the domino or I'll aniseed balls ... I will continue putting your hat, but no longer will be the same because you will not be your who it qu ite to wear it .
not tell me more jokes, no real change me coins for when you leave the balcony smoking.
I went to see these days and increasingly that came out of the fourth game came out with the soul, the first day I grabbed his hand tightly, trying to knew that there was you but you do not could see or hear , nullifying the pain you, my blood stained hands trying to help you move ... Marche to regain strength and then I gave you spill ... at least no longer suffering and stas, you look as if asleep in bed, your heart bad the even that keeps you but there is no hope and you're fading away ... say that not spend today. The last days
that was with you when you could still talk I said that would me next week and I did not, so I curse and he eats the guts not to have gone.
is a very strange feeling to think that gone tomorrow there will be , that you no longer again to see, and did not greet me with that of "hello bird without a tail" or dismiss me with a "goodbye white flower" as has been since I was a kid that every weekend when we to see you.
I do not ever count but the story of the good pipe, ke never You told me it was nothing more that a trick to make me rage, not play the domino or I'll aniseed balls ... I will continue putting your hat, but no longer will be the same because you will not be your who it qu ite to wear it .
not tell me more jokes, no real change me coins for when you leave the balcony smoking.
I swelled with pride when I looked and I were saying that was the true picture of your father, and I said to me about it, and there , smoking one of your actual listening to you ... your jokes ...
I can not get the idea ...
since childhood has been good to me and I loved going to see you and see you so happy you my visit.
I keep writing but I tremble to the toes, now I can not go to see and I am sure I will at your funeral with the family ... You'll miss a lot
less and I can not help the tears to think about all this .... Goodbye
white flower ..... .....
I can not get the idea ...
since childhood has been good to me and I loved going to see you and see you so happy you my visit.
I keep writing but I tremble to the toes, now I can not go to see and I am sure I will at your funeral with the family ... You'll miss a lot
less and I can not help the tears to think about all this .... Goodbye
white flower ..... .....
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