One Year Later

So a year passed, and it passed not without events, and not without news, for weakness apeeared and showed and sadness and melancholy all short of confussion why not, yet that is not what remains...

A year passed first by the massive event followed by the empty streets out of the cinema in a very first date that was actually second if the day before counted somehow. The truths and the evenings came and dissapeared inthrough memories.

And a video was done the secret untold. then somehow the pirate went rogue, and we made love. A Christmas parole in the way of parfum, the dinner and the cousin happened, and the year of the syncrony ended well and better than well with no regret as of the sadness habitant of the before...

So something else begun, and indeed a tired enviroment won, a crazy proffessor after another crazy proffessor and a burguer with class for the birthday and horror for valentine eve. A little after with a lovely skirt she dressed and I dissapeared at night and that same night I found of true fear with inneptitude around I traveled without sleep to try to fix a problem of my own past perception, and sadness and dreams the soft warm of her lips, the kindness of her bed and she was watching me sleep in peace once again and we walked to the gay who directed them all, and the lights then went off with a lovely wickedness thrusted upon them.

And in the seventh month the casuality met us in the train and we wnt to the school in vain and I played with her gift the whole late. Then the death came finally and she saw like curiously hipnotized the corpse of that man who always wanted me to sing, and I had no records of him full of despair for that fact. I met the whole family such a strange situation it was...

The travel developed while short quite revealing, and she slept for she likes to the whole road to...

Giedi Prime, and doubts of what is correct and what is not, and runnings to met her...

And so my hell came to my purge and she is still here while I try to finish this trip so weird so up and so down, this trip in which i met her So long ago, 3 years ago, and in which I talked to her so long ago, 2 years ago, in which I met her and respected her so long ago a year and a month before and in which i talked with her and start to go out with her like a year ago...

And one year later, I remember this and more and so much more that tell I shall not, the idea persist not to let this whole year to be the only memories of us.