My Memory

A few years ago I was once at the lowest point, in a state where grudge, anger and disappointment always accompany my steps. I became a closed person, let alone a matter of feelings, all of which I summarized in a manuscript of writing. There will be a situation in your life, you meet someone who is so precious to then break your heart. In millions of hopes, you are always beaten by him even though you could win his heart.

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The world before you came is such a magnificent beauty, a row of routines that fill life is a game that I enjoy. Relatives, Family and Relatives are forms of love that will always drown me in happiness. The universe is so precious in every second of it, long before the world finds us.

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Before the world became foreign, I knew the warm smell of the sun, I knew once the form of light emitted by the stars and the moon, the ripples of the beach waves and the sound of the waves I was always able to enjoy. Until everything is represented when the tight shake of your hand grasps my palm of thin hands. The sweet smile on your lips is blooming like the roses you give me, when your dear eyes peer at my face. At that time everything collapsed, I sink into your eyes to then incarnate tears on my own cheeks.

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Now, let me speak about you, about the warm hug that turns cold, about the long nights that imprison me. About everything I've ever had and destined to leave me. Let me again recall the time in which your smile broke dissolved in my eyes, the time in which you are intact for me to talk, the time in which your voice is just for me, just to tell you that life was so sad and you will only be a fairy tale in the future.

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