"when true love leaves a mark that no one can delete "
Again is December 13, few have spent thirteen December
since you went away from that grim and ....... cold day you said goodbye to those lands of Navarre, from that day we came home with a broken heart and a suitcase without a master.
's days were always held in December, 21 we met, 4 were married, then came Christmas, your flowers began to arrive in April and continued well entire month.
The road has been long and hard but ......... we did.
say that with time everything forget ......... I would not say it.
not forget who you love, your memory stays with me every day of my life with me in good times and bad, has pushed me to keep looking for reasons to live, I know you've been there, walking beside me, letting my own mistakes committed by guiding my hand to rectify and helping to get up when I fell.
I just comforting to know that your hand will also be you find when you make that trip in which you will have me in advance.
may cloud the sun eternally
can dry in an instant the sea can
break the earth's axis
As a weak crystal.
all happen!
death can cover me with his funeral crepe,
But you can never shut me
The flame of your love.
Gustavo Adolfo Becquer
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