sábado, 9 de julho de 2011

Missing something... missing you.

I miss you.
Everytime I go to my bedroom I miss you. I still believe that you are there.
And when I go to bed, I feel that you're with me, in my heart, but I still miss you.
Living without you this year was weird. Hope you are better than us. Please take care of us.


I really miss you A.T.



PS: I hope that from next week I have more time to post.

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