There something that is special.
I can spend a whole day and do not hold, kiss you ... I can not spend a whole night and we may not go to sleep together ... Not because it deserves it: the sky and the moon know that we are beyond all men and women, but because it is paramount. There something that makes you different, that would give me the pattern that's you, among millions of identical beings.
I can tell you everything you want and may not want anything. But still, even knowing perhaps pilgrims traveling ever between hugs and never seek a nest aground, you have advantage.
I can look at you and know more than you think. In your smile is something shining more than most stars.
is that, that something. That uncertainty puzzles me, this mystery that you know, but maybe even to my critical eye is no exception.
enjoy your huge smile, love of life. I enjoy listening to you say that things do not mix. Enjoy your happiness because you do contagious ... Because today writing this, and is one of the saddest days of the year and gray ... and yet I am smiling.
Because no matter that things are given in a strange way, after many disagreements, after hours and hours of escape from the uncertainty and fear of failure ... You're special and that is a great virtue, worthy of these words and more.
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