invited to give life to the alley in its final golden guarding the treasure, and the elegance of the butterfly larva happens to a gray. Lined up in a corner, looked fun blending of sports, laughing, chanting, playing to relive last stages. They were invincible, eternal ... happy, but will know later, when the colors of the moment fade if washed by the memory too many times.
were left truce rocked by youth. The rhythm felt the caress of complicity. Above is hatched black arts and spells of bitterness, but not lis imported. Imagine getting together immunity.
Sitting in that row of spontaneous animators, there she was. Just imagine where you always wanted because it had not even had the courage. Blended with the rhythm of the ball, tried to build a barrier against his thoughts. Heaven and those who inhabit it are well aware that he tried. Spoke. He talked non-stop to meet them, focused on images that leaped into the hands of a screen nearby, remnants of emotion that could almost rub. Lied to itself. Nearly succeeded in & oacute, forgetting everything ... But one look was enough to knock down the wall of Valerian.
His eyes traced the path of the ball for the sixteenth time, but the concentration is too volatile in perfect nights. In an oversight of the unconscious, suffered a fatal crash against those innocent eyes. Total loss. The alleged incidents part of a single reason in its defense: the collision was unavoidable by the abstracted gloom that clouded everything. At heart I knew I had done it on purpose: it was his last attempt to find the brightness of expectations & oacclock that evening, he realized that no leave of the brave that both had taught him unintentionally. I could not. He could not. Say you soon or any other patch equivalíaa dig inevitably wound was trying to sew every night was a Penelope without loom. He preferred to let her go and face their empty space in the living sheltered by an argument. Because we always had plenty of arguments. Would come out with some friends. Would be studying. Her laughter still covered the stairs. Sailor Moon Guinoa that it remained dormant ... No, not gone. Just book yourr goodbye in a few hours. Elche stared at the moon again. But this time they looked for answers, only learned to settle for the experience. And thank you, thank you very much for those moments when happiness was becoming almost routine. Because the melancholy only full, true and bearable when you have a source so deep, bittersweet as eyes that are recomposed to look for the last time the cause of his many past joys.
The phrase able to enjoy the memories is to live twice - Marcus Valerius Martial
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