Where is my beautiful daughter, and I in you think and think and feel you further. Today I wrote and I made a grave error to tell you everything and end up with the company, a romance is born, a smile, a surprise.
I was inspired by my first inspiration, which I shared in your face supposed work hours and figured the joy of the smile on your face sprout, when without knowing you saw a message that no blank wall, which is my origin of desire, love and disappointment.
Then I could hear you speak, and it was one or two, but three four the times that I would not let you escape, my infant heart to your voice could not resist and ridicule me and showed my true nature, to tell and apologize and repeat yourself and imagine, how would you feel and your mind would, which is going to be in the future and paint you a picture without a frame and why something is not safe.
Sorry for my being a child, my child is no reason to proceed to perish and that the bread and butter away from this small no amnesty. But no more excuses that it is the second time under the sun and if I remember correctly concluded that neither you nor I wanted to wish the word forgiveness is dragged back to my back.
But today the sun hid beloved, and the breath fails, but my eyes, which I hope will soon come to your eyes, I hope yours encunetre avid love.
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