December
16 January 2008
My Dearest Allie. I couldn't sleep last night because I know that it's over between us. I'm not bitter anymore, because I know that what we had was real. And if in some distant place in the future we
- "Why didn't you write me? Why? It wasn't over for me, I waited for you for seven years. But now it's too late. "
- "I wrote you 365 letters. I wrote you everyday for a year. "
- " You wrote me? "
Summer romances begin for all kinds of reasons, but when all is said and done, they have one thing in common. They're shooting stars, a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, fleeting glimpse of
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kTLDLWhgV1c
MÅSTE SES !
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