Because tomorrow will be the same beautiful story...

Because it all begins with a kiss on the lips followed by a "Good Morning " with many joys, followed we have a coffee while we talk about all our plans and fantasies in the future that we may live together, we start our hours of work looking at The distance with all the desire of the world that arrive the hours of the afternoon to return to be a little closer again, last day we went out to walk a little direction to my house while we eat an ice cream and talk a little more of our lives... In my house without compassion we stripped of our garments as fast as if our lives depended on it and counted are the minutes I can make you mia like no other would, then everything is sadness and thoughts of guilt, there is no other than to dress again and take var to the nearest stop before it is late... Before your husband calls you asking why you haven't come home yet...

Until tomorrow to repeat the same story...