26 de agosto de 2015

I miss you! I miss the time when playing was all what we did. I miss you coming home and all the nights we spent together, jumping on the sofa and on the bed, knowing the night was all our own. I miss drinking milk and that you followed all my crazy deeds.

I miss your pink jumpers or whatever color they were and I miss that every morning we looked for each wanting to play. I miss that we argued and we couldn't talk to each other and that five minutes later we were OK.

I miss you!

I miss you because now I know I can't share this with you.

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