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I miss you.

Sbocciamo in modi che ci permettano di toccare le stelle, anche se sono lontane. Ma se vuoi restare, allora resterò con te.

Mi fai sentire al sicuro quando il mondo è contro di me.

Bon sera.

"Inside us, there is something that has no name. That something is what we are."
          - José Saramago

The smoke of a cigarette reminds me of you: here in front of me and gone with the wind.

I desire to scream my lungs out of my chest until my voice is no more and the world has heard my say on many things I cannot make everyone understand.

Sometimes, I wish I was a little more cruel to myself. One more pint of alcohol and a couple more boxes of cigarette wouldn't hurt. What's a little more life worth if it is lived without the person you love the most?

Happy Monthsary, my Love.
          Wherever you are, I hope you are safe and sound.
          I'm sorry.
          and I love you.

Still got so much to prove but I'm exhausted.