Airport

· News
Author

I arrived at the airport of $fortaleza. I felt that heat gostoso of that as much I heard to speak proud. It dressed my clothes habitual: a white t-shirt, jeans surrado and a All Star, that the color did not import, but were blue. My vision was fum well had to be the dark eyeglasses of ten Reals. Waited it me, but I had found not yet it.

My heart beat each stronger time, felt the blood to cover hotter on my face. It will be that it had the same expectations? They had been five years. en AG to learn more. I confess that I lived in a Russian mountain in diverse fuzilantes feelings, it already said as many times to me its disillusionments. Now it was the hour of the truth, I was not more and my head imagining or inventing dreams. I have a time I fell in these traps of the love. After a lived and intense time wanting freedom I more still discovered, me. Half that I ripened, knows? It will be that now we go to be capable of everything? Two gotten passionate in the streets, attending the put-do-sun of $fortaleza, or until eating some thing in some boteco. Worse she is if in this hour it will have doubt.

It will be? They are five years. But arrest I cannot me to the time, was what I said it. ' ' What you are the time with a person if does not feel nothing? ' ' I only think that it is impossible to believe that we do not feel nothing in these five years. Fear. I do not know if it is this same word. Therefore I am confused in what I can feel when to see. Ace times also comes me a doubt feeling, but not of the part of it, it would feel itself unsafer if I said that I already questioned this love? It was at moments that the vibration of it did not find mine, when I found that it did not import itself with me.

© 2010-2024 CCC Up Close All Rights Reserved