Cartas a las estrellas

Cartas a las estrellas

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Mar 12, 2020
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Todos tenemos a alguien o algo que nos inspira, ellas me hacen compañía cada viaje, me mantiene despierta. Me dejan una gran tranquilidad que no puedo evitar agradecerles. Tienes que saber que soy una persona creyente, así que esta historia tendrá muchas referencias hacia Dios, si no crees, te agradecería que respetes. Sin más, te invito a leer estas cartas, el fin vendrá el día que ya no las pueda ver. La portada fue hecha por una amiga.
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I didn't ask to be born into this world, none of us did but we make the best of it. I'm a twenty-five year old single man. Why you may ask? Because I've seen what love can do to a person. It can destroy them. My parent's are amazing but I can still remember the time's my father threatened to kill my mother, left us due to his mental illness. Besides who needs one main women when I can have a different one under me every night, money to blow and fast cars. I'm just enjoying my time until I take my Papes place at the throne. Most nights are spent living it up with my cousins who are my only friends. However there is the one girl that has caught my eye and I don't know why. I first spotted her at a random coffee house I stepped into. Usually I'm very talkative especially when I'm trying to snag a chic but I couldn't utter a word to her. I barely managed to place my order. Now, I find myself going out of my way to stop by that coffee shop everyday. It doesn't matter that it's out of my way. The only thing that matters is that I see her. I knew I could take her if I really wanted to but I can't make myself to do it. She sees me enter and shoots me that amazing smile and prepares my order without even asking what I want, she knows. She'll offer a greeting but all I can do is nod my head. She makes me lose my word's. Deep in my mind I wonder if she could be the one that could change my mind on love and that scares me. For now I'm satisfied at seeing her for the few minutes it takes to get my coffee. Besides I'm a killer, a future mob king and she's this delicate flower that wouldn't understand my world. It's best to cut my loses and move on. If only I knew her name..

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