I've met so many times in my dreams, many times. always in a house that was your own, a house is always different and always the same because of you, perhaps in search of words that could take a speech, to recover something of a love ... I do not know. I loved you so much, with my whole being, with all the love, with all the pain, with all the passion that I have never experienced before and after you, I do not know if this love ends ... maybe not never end. You learn to live without them initially and then with their memory and then with something that is not a memory but a part of us that takes us to the last day, for life. Yet I always knew you could be just that moment and nothing else, but they are moments that appartegnono us forever. The time does not have the same course, when a little shadow or a little light accompanies us do not know where, do not know how, every day. not think more, not emotion if not at times , not remember, I do not know what it is, or maybe ... It 's the kiss that we have never forgotten the caress that came into our soul, being in a two ... so close, so far.
Hello Dad, it's been a year now since you're gone. does not seem to know a year is a time that does not have the usual features, you know it's been awhile, but do not know what to say and you can not even say exactly how. And daddy I do not know well even with whom. Perhaps the desire to find yourself in some way. can find a link between the male and female, between the small and large, between man and woman, between me and you, a bond that is not with you when Dad you were there and that instead I tried with your absence. Now I know what Dad means the absence of a father, you can measure with an absence that great, with a capital, a void forever, without appeal, without being able to think more "or I will I'll say tomorrow, "there was no longer a future with you dad and this suddenly. Did it hurt, he did so bad that you can not greet my father, I can give a last or a first kiss, that you can not say "I love you", if not your body, but maybe saying it just me or perhaps in the world I could start to look for dad To seek first a road that was not possible for me to go. In this research, I lost my father I know, sometimes I breath, and only now seems to be on the horizon a bit 'of peace, a slower pace that allows you to try to understand what is happening inside and out of me. At this time Daddy I found a part of me long forgotten or hidden. I found the boundary of a body that was hidden inside an amorphous boundary. Would you be happy with me dad this time. At this time Dad, I found my mother through her illness and her mother with her illness has found you. This time I found Dad Tiziana and found not to be so different, it took a long time, so much pain, the ability to overcome anger and to see beyond, beyond that which appears when the eyes of the heart remains silent. do not know yet where are you dad, I do not know you're down or up, I know you're close to me in a part of my heart that is no longer hidden, that is no longer afraid, who can tell you of my love . I love you Dad
A long connection between the Vatican and Ravenna. They discussed pressing issues such as the meaning of the verb snowshoes, the costs of moving, life in the province, friends desaparecidas, tests for blood glucose curve, any other business. The best course was between any other business but the content is so erotic that you can not mention on the blog.
called love and that's what I tried tightening these days your paw, seeing your eyes off, looking for your joy and your runs and finding only silence called love and you realize that may relate to many different things which is sometimes so near as we look elsewhere is your presence, your holidays, your expectations, your racket, your breath called love and my tears this love is also called
words, written words that have always belonged to me ... the words that try to meet you, caress you ... words trying to remember or forget the words that tell a dream so close to the desire the words ... the only ones that allow a meeting until the absence does not hurt so bad
words, yours and my dancing mark a time presence a distance
Here they are, the famous crystal that I got lost in the ears Wednesday night because of the toxic glaze. They are small concretions of calcium carbonate Contained nell'endolinfa 's inner ear. Honestly, I thought them very young. When you move (due to changes in head position) stimulate the hair cells that synapse with the nerve endings causing a sensation of vertigo. Clear, no? Thank goodness the "Barbeque maneuver" went all right!
yesterday the group's heart was pounding Dad, remember the last day we met on the day of your birthday ... Tomorrow is your birthday daddy ... We last saw Once a year ago .... remembered not having accompanied the days before the visit that you wanted to do because it was necessary for me to give a signal of non-acceptance of these requests your ... always the same, always the same, always for you all .... the dream instead of the person who has accompanied his father, with tenderness there, where were his wishes have come the tears ... all together ... uncontrollable ... the tears that you remembered my father, my limit, tomorrow .... the first birthday that we can not celebrate ... do not know how to hug dad tomorrow .. I do now ... I do it here in this space of the emotions that go through my heart ... I love you Dad
It 's the place that is closest to me, you ... to the words spoken and those that remain are saying to the infinite possibilities of a meeting nostalgia wishes As in a dream that guides us into things and people like a dream that crosses all boundaries possible the time Distance Fears Sadness In the space that remains in the desire where you wrote your name