Games With Denise Milani

constantly thinking the same thing. wake up remembering a dream about him and have a heart-pounding crazy. falling asleep watching your phone and waiting for his call-know-not come, because this is right. hug and say "I never loved anyone else as I have loved you" and crying together, because it's reached the end. sit in the middle of a park and sit there to watch without saying anything. driving with his eyes misted and not notice that the light has turned green. know that it is time again to open the box of memories and do not have the courage to store letters, cards and photographs, because the love is still alive. think how many beautiful things were made together, in a year and a half and do not regret anything, because what matters is being good. feel just a little 'guilty for having doubts and feel less guilty because my doubts are gone where he began his. I think that despite not love me anymore he wants to die and feel bad because he is sick and being less selfish and not feel bad only for its absence. say "these things happen" and not inside did not realize that it's really over. unable to eat, after a week. have the room in disarray since the last time he was there and have no desire to put in place, as if the disorder represented the chaos that's inside your head and you already knew that would not serve a simple adjustment. look at the basket and see us in endless packages of gum finished only half sheets written in an attempt to knock out a letter for him, crumpled handkerchiefs and soil of our tears that night. only listen to depressing music and resurrect that cd last year and a half were no longer heard. realize that it is not possible, at least for now, kiss the lips of someone else, making love with someone else, and hope that he too is in line with this thinking. remember the silliest nonsense said and done, the days at sea, those in the shop, snuggle under the covers, revivals together, the arguments, lunches and dinners, and even perfumes. think of her parents and her brother, her grandparents, her cats and watch them like a second family.

a year and a half as we enjoyed it there we do not have to anymore. I am sure of this.