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I had to ... Women

Exactly

for two years (02.enero.2004) I wrote a few words to a woman who long ago I do not see. They are sent by mail and unfortunately I did not keep any record. But he said something like:



to get back to you ...

I had to cross the dangerous seas
I had to fight the highest peak
had to fight with the most savage tribes
had to walk at
darker paths had to fly with the most adverse weather had
to spend the coldest nights I had to endure
hottest deserts
had to do all that and much more ...

and if the end result was a kiss from you, then do it again a thousand times more ...

Today, I do not know if it was worth having swept both (as they say) for this woman, that surely not even appreciate what I wrote, which was most sincere ... really.

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Every day women impresses me ...

Every day I feel it plays an increasingly important in the land
Every day I think it's almost perfect
impresses me every day the way you think and see things
Every day I wonder who has the capacity to forgive
Every day attracts me more care has to walk
Every day I prefer his shoulders, his neck and back
Every day I feel I need it more than yesterday
persuaded me Every day more than is essential and irreplaceable
Every day I admire the fact mask more days under
Every day I like plus the idea that life can give
Every day I like the idea that it is difficult to understand
Every day I like best to be complex
Every day I like her body, her curves and figure
Every day I like to understand unless its hormonal disorder
Every day I'm more attracted to the idea of \u200b\u200bguessing what will be thinking

Each day that passes, I dare not tell this woman in particular. .. I love a lot
Each day that passes, I dare not call and say I can not live a day without
Each day that passes, I miss her too, so that it becomes difficult to be happy

Each day that passes, I feel that this woman does not think me, and I do not even remember my name
each passing day, this woman could be further from my life ... increasingly
Each day that passes, I feel I'm losing ... or maybe because I lost

Every day I wonder if there will be a woman to me, to think much as I do it
Every day I wonder where is this woman who is able to give everything for me and I for her
Every day I wonder how long will to wait to be happy again

Every day I wonder if any women have read this ...