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Imagine (fantasies)

The ability to fantasize is one of the qualities that most attract me. I value itself almost more than anything. And the others I find irresistible. From time to fantasize and imagine the world as our desires, the real borders are disappearing in different ways. Sometimes there are definitely blurred. And the rigorous real-world map colorful translucent overlays the wall of our fantasies. Slipping between the relief we can imagine generous and accurate map of streets and highways. The dimensions of reality are multiplied to infinity and we pass in the ethereal world fantasized that somehow things are our peers. But we can not see them as they are, because immediately a mask painted on them imagine. Re draw their faces and model the heart according to inspire us now. Fantasize timeless moments and happy and perhaps add to the narrative fantasies. Write beautiful words we hear from his lips without realizing we fell in love. Madly. We almost lost in that territory magical wishes and fantasies. We are free indefinitely. Happy. We create and recreate life almost without touching.
And resist this unexpected moment in which all this becomes our worst nightmare. When we appear somewhere on the map, in some deserted street, with a broken heart and a colorful picture crumpled in his hand.

Mythology Allusions In Romeo And Juliet

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Decímelo again deletrealo explain us because they do not understand. I want it written on paper to bring me a mail carrier. I want to open an envelope. White as far as possible, stamped envelope. And slowly read a letter from you. If you tell me that NO decimelo writing deletrealo. On paper. After reading your letter telling me that I'm NOT going to elect a beautiful paper. And a white envelope. And I will copy over your data in the sender. Then I'll write you a letter. Brief. Again asking you to tell me. Deletrealo. And explain it because I do not understand. I'm going to write. And I'll fold the paper neatly. And I'll seal the envelope and stamps hit. I'm bringing the mail. I will wait patiently at home the response. If you're going to say NO decimelo again deletrealo. On paper. Writing. Roberto

Dessert Ritz Avec Partitions

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was not sure if these lines begin with "Dear Bob", or "Dear Robert" ... I opted for "Roberto" plain, as you yourself read, write and the urgency of this to get their hands on the time indicated.
You may not understand now, and this may become one of the reasons why I write.
When I received his invitation to go I must confess, I do not know if I should do (however, the truth is a value of great importance, as well confess it) I felt an immense joy, something quite irrational. That's why I spent a significant time analyzing the causes of this sentiment and its possible consequences. I may be wrong, but that possibility does not keeps me awake, and that can never be confirmed or refuted. Would require recorriéramos born again and again the same way until this point and then change decision. If that is possible and with memories of previous life, I feel uneasy. But even that would be reincarnated as possible. About Roberto, Do you believe in reincarnation?
was not easy, but I think is right. I must say that this time will not accept your invitation, and proceed to argue this response as appropriate:
First, know what your idea of \u200b\u200bcouples. Perhaps you are of those people live in the moment informal without taking a real commitment. In that case we would lose time mutually and perhaps hurt us. In my case, I believe in lifelong union, and that's exactly what I want. And you?
Moreover, I do not know how old he is. Should be much older than me, would be a union marked by my fear of being widowed and unable to rebuild my life. I condemn in this case to a lonely old age and nostalgia. If you were much smaller than I thought it would be embarrassing that perhaps I'm his mother or his aunt. Also perhaps you live in fear of a premature widowhood for her age. Roberto never asked ... How old are you?
Besides, I do not know what you think about life, I say philosophically. Perhaps you are an idealist, a dreamer. In this case congeniaría to perfection with me, but who would take care of earthly affairs? Our union would be very romantic, but ultimately would have debts, financial problems, unstable material. Or maybe you too materialistic Roberto. And in that case we would live in a world too specific, no place for fantasy, poetry and art.
Enfin, I could continue my argument almost ad infinitum, but I see the time and barely have time to reach you this letter to the waiter at the little bar where you will always observe silence: her dark eyes so intense, the way distracted from sitting, his legs carrying discreetly the music background. Hopefully
understand that my interest you is genuine, so I'll take another period of time to evaluate whether or not to accept his invitation future. And hopefully the waiter delivered the envelope without delay, I would not think that I left standing. Maybe someday
to sign this letter with "yours always", for the moment I can not, you know you understand. Nor do I believe it is appropriate to use any other word loving. Put my name to dry maybe you would be cold and distant, but not be fooled by appearances. It is the best option and on the other hand will allow you recognize the sender out of this brief letter, I in this case. I hope I understand. Farewell

Martita