Greetings Alessandra! Happy birthday to you!
No wait. Stop all this scene captured a moment, before blowing the candles. Let me make local mind, because I have not yet realized.
My friend, that I met in junior high and who has shared most of the adolescent life with me, is making 20 years? When you spent all this time? Ale
Remember when we felt too young and wanted to grow? Remember that I mean we spent afternoons reading and horoscope super reliable Paul Fox? Remember that daydream imagining our 20 years of move in together?
Now ten years have passed by those dreams. We do not live together, do not read more of Paul's horoscope Fox every afternoon at my house. Perhaps we became what we wanted: the two women. But are we really satisfied?
perennially maudlin My mind remembers with nostalgia the sweet memories of the past, caresses them with his hand and basically rivorrebbe them with him. You can not go back, have not yet invented a time machine, have not yet identified the size Partially enclosing our moments passed. There are only memories to relive what we were. I must try not to lose them. If I do, I will lose my young mind.
And so I remember you, my dear Ale, I remember your troubles and your certainties, your makeup is always perfect and your constant presence. No, I did not lose any memory. All I have in mind. Never to return at the time of those girls dreaming. We must look ahead, there is the time that it imposes. But it still remains in my heart, lively little girl full of trouble.
It 's time. Ale put out the candles, you have 20 years. Enjoy your life as a woman like you always dreamed of. And 'this girl with tears in his eyes that you hope so.
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