Hello I will accompany you, although I know it is not so much, and convince me that even when you're gone but you'll be there when you arrive you will not be by much. How many times have you lost sleep rincorrendouna bottle on the road to rediscover memories of Quelch was or was not, then you never know. Is not that bad, get mad because the bed is too hard, that dog is not mine, my father telling stories of a life that is not his time. I destroy it, thinking who is now a memory that in the past and present has no future, but just the wind will carry the regret of not having. It 's true that life is life when a clock stops and you're stupid looking. Wait, one more day I would tell you that I also loved. Amato how to love, how bitter the privilege of my hand on your face that relaxes after years, finally free to laugh and cry as he has ever made. You're tired and you have not eaten today, but it does not matter, and I hold strong hands that have guided me and gave forgiveness and I absolve you from all sin. Close your eyes those that seem a bit 'look at me weird and my heart you gave me with her. With her listen to my smile will not leave you, you know you do not ever leave. I'm not afraid of the wind chill that you escort your hand, one last caress on your face relaxed no fear as you do not have and never had together we open that door Now yes I am ready and will accompany you, so when I realized that perhaps I will convince me that even when you are there you are with me ... remember that when you arrive you will not be that ... and there was no longer alone.
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