few days ago I said that there was nothing good in you. I meant that if I stop to think of something I love you, I find nothing concrete. Just come to me memories of different moments together in which my heart stopped beating, tickling in the stomach. And therein lies the key. Not what you are, was what made me feel. And indeed, here I am writing this even though it does not matter. Squeeze, do not you know it. Taking my creative side, dusting and making it shine every day. That's what I bring. And for me, is positive.
(although it seems incredible that I did not already know ..)
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