That day I breathed a sigh of relief believing that the removal you would have favored the discovery of myself, of my being and my soul. And that day everything seemed very possible. But the next day when I went out for a walk I saw the bench on which we kissed, I heard the song we danced, I felt the fragrance of your bubble bath. disappear suddenly I felt all that anger and hatred that I believed to feed that away from me the desire to call you back. You're my obsession, my silent persecution, the venereal virus that has poisoned my possession of my body and my feelings thoughts. Are you that 24 h on 24 returns as an obsession in me shining in the things I do, I feel, I say, are my constant inability to breathe deeply until the end. When I reach the limit, I flinch because without you I can not breathe, or maybe I'm missing the real desire to breathe. E 'heavy every day open my eyes in bed, staring at the ceiling and go over the wall on that piece of mistaken views of ourselves and our history. It seems impossible to fall asleep every night without addressing one final thought to our sweet lovemaking. I can not find peace even when there seems to be, I do not find happiness even when it seems to have met him because my life made sense when you were with me. You are not the mere memory, but the reason for my existence and have taken away with you for the opportunity to go back to my heart beat for someone else. I can not hope to have you back if you were my hell, my sick perversion, my forgetfulness, I want to find my identity, my freedom, my desire to live a life of my own without you.
Ti Amo
guys ... you can not understand the uproar broke loose, looked like a scene in style "The day after tomorrow", like those American movies high tension in which a natural or artificial triggers panic in the nation until the hero comes duty to save the world. Well, the ants have loose lines and started to run like mad, all in different directions to escape, had sparked panic, utter delirium, seemed to have occurred the Last Judgement. I know that maybe I should confess to having made it so blatantly obvious the law of the jungle but I guarantee that no ant was injured. E 'was perhaps a slight slip emotional when I saw what it means to have power of life and death, control and management of other lives encased in a hand. It 'was a strange feeling. I guarantee that I am not giving the crazy, maybe even on us that there is someone pulling the strings, someone who pretends to be masters of our unconditional existence but maybe we pilot as puppets. I do not know. Perhaps with his big hand he decides to smash the planes on the ground, or raise with a kick in the ocean is so high so high as to destroy whole countries. Then I stop to look at the world and I realize that many things have caused us, which often put a fork before choosing the easy route and not the right one, that often we really in their hands the power to change things but we do not. 
do not know ... I decide to eat a nice chocolate ice cream and continue to make love and write what my perverted mind gives birth. 
