Wednesday, December 23, 2009

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... He went back

of normal height, a little thin when I met him, then began to increase their musculature, had light brown hair, long and somewhat brittle, serious but warm voice. It was not very good at school, but I still liked it, I was rather silly to have ever known as it should, feared things to change but it never occurred to me that would lose relevance over time.

I know that will never be part of his life was simply a casual acquaintance with whom you could vent from time to time, someone who could tell their problems. Even knowing this I still loved today just cherish his memory.

So now I can smile at and say goodbye.

Although a unrequited love ...

... It was my first love.

Monday, December 21, 2009

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The beginning

was a normal day of summer when she met him ...

can say that they were meant to be together, she met him in person, just listen to his melodious voice. After that he could not forget the melody always had in mind, it seemed as if he knew the song but did not, spend the time and he had recurring dreams, strange thing was that I dreamed soon became reality. It is full of information about it, and that was when he came with some interesting information "when I see it I know it" were his words, as it was possible to know at a glance that was the love of his life ? nonsense words seemed to the boy, but it was a sign ...

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

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In the field of battle ... Philological Library

air kisses a couple of days ago I finished reading the book of Nagib Mahfouz, The Battle of Thebes and the Hyksos strategy of camouflage after the naked bodies of children and Egyptian women made me think of the thoughts that crossed their heads. And what better day than today to walk regularcillas to write ...
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the wind hits my breasts and lifted each of the hairs on my arms. I felt like the cold of dawn ran through my body and I wondered if my man really shoot at me. He saw my face, watching my body naked except for a cotton gown that covered my hips. I feared that perhaps made the army forces I cheered and yelled to shoot me. And there he was, who would fight to save the glory of a country, a moment of victory for himself by fighting against the wiles of the Hyksos. However, despite knowing that by killing him or not, in any case the two would die. I in the hands of another weapon and he also held by the Hyksos.
prayed that even being atheist Pulling weapons and not to destroy all those feelings and dreams that we had created moment by moment together yet unknown. Begged his heart for a moment of ecstasy and euphoria did not end up with a lifetime of love. I killed

alive after shooting a nuestro hijo al que le faltaban más de nueve meses por nacer...

En fin, ójala nadie nos dispare de esa forma destruyendo ilusiones y una vida de amor entera nunca.