06/11/22 14:38
Another Sunday.
Another day with puting our songs on, listening and making eyes wet.
Tank you God that I still have memories and still can dream.
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Another Sunday.
Another day with puting our songs on, listening and making eyes wet.
Tank you God that I still have memories and still can dream.
Miss You sweet Baby so much.
What your appearance made to 38 yo life.
I catch any possible view of you to keep breathing.
My little, best existed woman....
Very long dream. My Mother was in. And Giulia.
Let me dream longer.
Why you created me so different?
Stupid.
Sensitive.
Memorable.
Fragile.
Coward.
Why.
Absolutely nothing has sense without Her.
Anything which can make happy.
Nothing can causes smile.
If I have everything: house, ferrari, pool and million dollars. Its all nothing. Having this all I would have nothing in real.
She showed me what life is for. To have someone. Who loves and to love.
Crazy missing.