My sweet winter love,
I know the day to say goodbye is closer and closer every day. I like you. A lot. I love falling asleep next to you while listening to our song, and I love waking up to your touch and kisses. Last night, when you held my hand, I held it with all the strength I had. You tought I was having a nightmare. I was awake. But the thought of never being able to see you again, the thought of distance hurting me again, it made me feel like I was falling.
I do not want to go. I do not want to leave you here. I want to stay. With you. I wish I could stay cuddling with you for ever. I wish I could have met you before. Time and distance are fighting against us. And I am so sorry.
miércoles, 14 de noviembre de 2018
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