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The truth is that they are gray without you.
say that I've got the light inside, but it is not true.
My view was you. What
then I paid each time with millions and millions of seconds of agony.
But it was so vivid that I was always searching again.
The truth is that you do not want me anymore.
You have many things to do, you, so much life to live.
And I'm old, too, for you.
But they are too old to use me and keep me from time to time, when you like.
gray And I feel this around.
All gray and tasteless, odorless, no nothing.
You, know, think back.
I've always done.
not do it anymore. Both
not needed.
Kills me. But it kills me too gray. Me choking me and fills your lungs can not breathe, I will stop the heart.
How can you not hear me?
How can you not answer me.
this desire is so strong. Need, lack, absence, memory, agony, longing, emptiness, empty, empty.

I was off the sun.

If I close my eyes I see you and hear your voice and your hands and gaze into your eyes and drink your smile and your face above me and I hear a wolf, too, your desire.
Because I know that, that, is still there.

I feel a sadness upon him endlessly.
Then I think it's better that way, nothing better that what little you gave.
I picked up your crumbs for so long, without ever getting tired of waiting.
I have preserved all, I am getting stuck between a neuron and another.
And I can not forget.
I arrive wearing bright flash, you, me, us.
There were times, so little, where did you get much.
And then, you're always gone.

As if I had fear.

But apparently you're fine.
Besides what are you?

A toy to use if you have nothing else to do. When you get bored of everything else.
Like a child who looks at the basket of the game and said I had completely forgotten this.
toyed a bit 'and then they reject it on.

Until next time.

But I remember a time when every day you played with your toy, it was me.
not ever leave me alone in the basket waiting.
I felt him, as now, so nothing has changed. And
I think, really, you took my brain and my heart and my energy and I am left without.
And I do not know love.
even walk, without you.
And I think, I wonder sometimes if I think I know why my eyes fill with tears suddenly, while I am doing anything. And I swallow tears here and there.
And indeed, in those moments, I think I jump. Under the Subway. So at the end of your toy will only jam.

I do not think you feel too much pain.

I do feel so, so much and I do not know how to do it, I can not do anything.
Just wait and time passes slowly flashes become less frequent and you do not think any more time.
And everything will be discolored.

But I do not know if it will ever happen. Why are you
rooted in and you can not rip.
even want, perhaps, because there is the memory of light.

my love.