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I am sorry I had to go more as his eyes followed me out, maybe one day my tears offset is our glory and dream while the angels dance in gray clouds of loneliness ...
Love I'll be back soon, do not expect the coffee to cool I'll be back, now I need to dream more and fly solo, that's not how our story ends!
I expect I'll bring flowers in the form of poetry, tie him in bed to feel your smell and hear your voice whisper in my ear and fall asleep ... that is what we want to live?! I expect I'll bring a lot more than dreams, do not talk about money, I speak of truths that never able to explain to your side, now I must go away and seek stories and lies ...
Pain in love that I learned to overcome our relationship is not love that makes me survive sustained today put the time most do not expect me love, I may bring love everything except our luggage, I regret most is late and I must go, stay well 'll be back soon!