For months I did not know what to write. I started a story, our history and our time and our experiences, expired. Was removed to make way for a new road.
We learned, and I learned every step I make. Those feelings one day stayed dry at all. Dust. A stir up dust.
Reliving the past can hurt, but if you loved. I keep going because I love you, I love you and love you. Now and forever.
I think about you, because you brought me happiness and positivity to remember.
Thank you for the things you taught me and which today remember with a smile on my face when I pronounce your name, you were to tell you who I dedicate your free time to teach me .
Thanks for listening to me then, and now from a distance. You from where you are and I with my head on the pillow while silently tell you what I've done, and what I thought I would share with you.
I would take you longer, teach you something.
Writing these four lines, I come to mind thanks to you and all you brought me, I won a prize. The important enough for me and you always have in mind:
I MISS YOU
I miss you.
Throughout life, has been accompanied loved this, that gave you joy.
Now, life has stopped. is no longer on our side. Stage, it has, but she still here.
Your body is no longer there, There is only the memory, everything you've seen.
Everything is in the heart, time spent has been short but we can not do anything.
They were the best times, so many things have happened, now that is a big hole, Gone are suffering.
It was already bad enough time had stopped, it had better be stopped saving suffering.
She could not. Did not feel quite right, had a clear mind.
She saw it slowly, and disliked. For it was good.
She felt, our great sadness. Already had one color, face off.
He was very tired have so much pain. Instead of heat, Cooler yet.
No longer did those kisses. Cost him swallow, his body could not.
His voice faded, with all the love and attention that we had.
The latest looks, always remember. I will try your photos works represented.
Things happen, never forget. When think about it, I will laugh.
Things we shared, so many things in common many hours talking.
Both could laugh, as well as finished crying as much as anyone.
Those beautiful evenings, Sunday to remember moments to treasure wonderful moments.
Talks fantastic so little thought just enjoy, fun things.
All this is recorded, the memory of the moment So pure thought.
Because the fact is now past, thought is present, the things happened is for the future.
Thanks for your mistakes although I did teach them that it learns.
On 27 May 2011 we missed you. We let you go, hoping that as you were saying, is always with us.
There are so many moments you have in mind, I think of you, I remember the things I got from you.
Remember those talks we had and understand me. I understand very well, and you remember you told me you like when you were my age.
I would like to share with you my 18, 18 so that the two had wanted. Share My Love, nightmares and silences. Also 19, 20 and 21. Those who come because there does not need to tell you.
This experience that I am living away from home, yet so close. Not forgetting the roots and memories.
When I fell for five months to get up I thought that maybe you and I've lost and you're up there, m'havíeu helped. I do not know, but then I wanted to think about it.
The other day, when I go home for Passover in a few days, we went to the cemetery with Arnau. He gave me the reason: Auntie, I want to ask things to Yayi. I came with him, holding with one hand resting on, putting a silence formed while at the same time I put mine up demand this my "stuff."
As a child of seven, can be both aware of things and have a problem and there is erased.
I know that there is only one place where you relax, where one day we will tell you then.
Meanwhile, remember moments and we'll keep telling my adventure to the ear. No one will listen to us with confidence that despite having never stop distance and knowing that you will always be wherever you for listening.
Our last picture, I won't never forget you.
