Fim.

«Simply . I will say that when you come will be too late , because now it is too late . Expected , try a thousand times , fell and tried to get up , I hope I was silly in reality. As I think of you , you walk in search of others, do question that. You enjoy what I feel , say what you want, however your life not to allow. But sorry to tell you, but you do not you allow . Actually if anyone showed up to fill the requisites like so much , I know there the excuse that ' life is not to allow ' ceases to exist . Because she was everything you wanted , it was beautiful , a perfect smile , a body to put envy, a funny laugh , be a woman . Your wife , the one where you andasses hand in hand and everyone would be looking cubiçar . Now understand my nostalgia . I wanted to be everything that you needed , but you did not you call , I was with you from beginning to end, in order that you have placed with the same excuses . But you know what? At the end of every relationship get stronger , but also colder . And there will be a time when someone will try to melt the ice , and you may be able or maybe not . But when you wake up and become a man of choices and definitive goals , you'll see that all it seemed was not enough , perhaps not one that filled the emptiness you feel inside the chest , as you yourself said , But believe all the falls that I had for you today are the number of wins they got .»

i'm still fall in love with him.

Sabes qual é a pior parte? É precisar de ti nos piores momentos, quando mais ninguém me compreende. É estar em casa e tudo à minha volta não estar bem e a única pessoa que me dava força não estar mais lá, tu não estas mais lá.
Saber que já não me ama, saber que todos os momentos passados não passam de lembranças. Imaginar que um dia outra pessoa poderá entrar na tua vida e fazer-te feliz..
Mas eu quer acabar com estes pensamentos!

Nunca te esqueças de mim, nunca te esqueças de nós, da menina mulata com os caracóis perfeitos, e claro do microondas da apple, faz-me sorrir... e nunca esquecer o meu vicio de mexer na tua barriga, e o teu vicio das unhas das costas. O nosso primeiro beijo e do que passamos para ficar juntos.
Não espero que voltes neste momento, mas talvez um dia mais tarde, a qualquer altura, ano ou durante toda a vida, porque uma pessoa como tu nunca conhecerei igual, és tão igual a mim em partes que fazes parte de mim 

Beijo com amor,

'Princesa do Nilo'