Always a promise.
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Ongoing10m
Last published Fri, Mar 22, 2019
No podía ver las cosas diferente. Para mi el era perfecto aunque no existiera la perfección en nosotros como personas pero aun así yo lo amaba tal y como era, con sus defectos, su estilo, su forma de ser y mas aun su forma de besar de tomar de mi rostro y embriagarme de sus labios, tan dulces y tan suaves al besar. A pesar de nuestras discusiones o peleas nos amábamos y no tan solo ello que habría de pasar a una promesa que nunca debería de romperse . "Ahí estaremos el uno al otro hablemos o no, fue una promesa. La promesa, nuestra promesa... Siempre una promesa.
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