Antologías

Lost in my memories was a note of all the letters, the note he had written tired of not being able to explain his love for me to read it. I remembered that day when he handed me a small pink sheet with a written sentence by him "meeting you was fate, being your friend was a choice, falling in love with you was beyond my reason" smiled softly and reflected on us a bit about things that change inadvertently. Right now I could respond to other words that rose note, I would say definitely "you left was fate, forget it was my choice, my heart could not was beyond my reason" ...