Dear Jasper,
I've been reading old letters, old conversations... I've been living in the past, tied to a world that used to be. Oh, the times when all was younger and sweeter, when all was innocent and pure... Long have I been bound to a world made of memories, of a world made of forgotten words.
I remember the old me. I remember the old you too. I remember the shared grins, the shared plays. I remember the friendly chats and the not-so-friendly fights. I remember the bruises too. The aching and laughing together, the partying and the crying as well.
And now it's all gone. All washed by the sad rain of present. The colourful days of yesterday were replaced by the black and white days of today, even the sepia tone faded away. The cheerful laughs became silence. The smiles turned into frowns and evil gazes.
What happened, what evil created this? What made us grow apart? I miss you, I miss me. I miss the world, but most of all I miss the joy of being alive.
Please write back.
Yours truly,
Dawn
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to be continued... (?)
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"what evil created this?"
Mas tu queres ver que vou passar a chorar no teu blog também??? xD
Está lindo, profundo. Eu reconheço essas palavras*
SIM!
To be continued!
=)Beijinho*
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