I told the sky that you left and it began to cry, but it remembered the day that I met you, you with your hair down and me with that desire to make you laugh, looking for a thousand ways to not be, again that which I always was, and I do not want to be anymore, it hurts me every time I remember your kisses, it hurts me because time goes one way and with no return route, the day that you erased contact from my heart that day you erased my heart, and if I could do something different, I would have done everything differently. You and I had a purpose none of this was on purpose. Not that secret forgive me for not telling you that I am not perfect. Now that you are alone tell me if you miss me even a little bit I want to know if it hurts you the same as me, it is no secret forgive me for not showing you all my defects and now that you are alone tell me if you miss me just a little bit and I want to know if it hurts you the same as me, love
Look into my eyes and you will see what I feel for you. Explore my being and you will find me. You will not look for me anymore. Tell me that you feel my warmth and that you reciprocate my love. You know that yes.
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Every moment. I'm stumbling in love, it's that there's nothing left between you and me. If I'm crying it's not because I miss you. It's because. At your side I understood the pain. You won't be able to forget that I loved you like I never imagined. I'll be in your skin every moment where you are. There will always be a place, some memory that will be an eternal sigh.
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One day the monk was walking with his apprentice along a hillside and they came to a stream where there was a woman wanting to cross to the other side. The monk looked at him and said that he believed he was on the other side. Without hesitation, the monk lifted the woman onto his back and across the stream. During the crossing, the woman's dress got wet. Once across, he put the woman down from his shoulder and she, very angry, told the monk that he was useless and good for nothing, and a lot of ugly things. The monk looked at her and left. Once they were along the way, the monk and his apprentice stopped and there the apprentice said to him, "Master, why did you let that woman insult you? Did you help her cross the stream?" The monk, with great inner peace, said to the apprentice, "We left that woman in the stream two hours ago? Why are you still carrying her?" ........ does anyone know what the moral is here? Write to me.