martes, 5 de febrero de 2013
GS
I remember that once I felt in love with a girl like her. I'm pretty sure that it was love. How do I know that it was love? Easy, I wrote her a poem. What? Do you think that I write a lot of poems? Well, that is true indeed, but I never give them as presents. Yes, this poem, the one that I wrote for her.. I gave to her, it was a gift. So, do you think that a lot of people give poems? Well, not me. For me, give a poem is like giving a lil' part of my soul, is like giving some pieces of thoughts that escaped of my brain and landed in papers. Have you ever seen the last movies of Harry Potter? Well, for me giving a poem is like saying: "Hey, here is my Horrocrux, destroy it if you wanna destroy me". That's the point, I'm very careful with that.
So yes, I was in love with her.. and yes, I gave her a poem.. a poem for her smile.. a poem that made her dance like a flower under the spring sun.
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