Every day the God with the sun gives us a chance to change everything that makes us unhappy,

Paulo Coelho

воскресенье, 13 марта 2011 г.


Dear friend,
I really dont know why I am writting all of these right now.. I just know i miss you..You haven, t come today, and it seems i haven,t seen you my whole life.
I want to tell you something, I know that we haven, t met by chance, As everything in this world has its sense, our meeting has its too. I dont know why it is like that, but u understand me, you believe in me, you want to help me and you take care of me...It makes me feel security as if you will protect me always and everywhere...I want to hold your hand and walk in the streets of our city to show the world that i have a good friend..friend that will never betray and whom I,ll always will be able to trust,,Thanks for just being near, for helping me, for everything you do for me..for listening and laughing to make me laugh too, for sharing your time with me..
I know, its no matter what will happen, but i am sure we will be friends forever.

10.08.2010

Dear.....,
Its the last letter I am writting to you.Cogratulations, you won, in a day you proved that friendship is just a myth,,That people use that word to decieve thereseves that people really care..Its not like that...time will pass and then pain i feel like now, will disappear, and someday, when i,ll see you in the streets i,ll feel nothing but indifference..i.ll meet new people, i,ll be able even get new friends, i will have a nice time, day by day I,ll remember you very seldom and that day will come and you will be just my past.i wanted to say you just one thing..I will never forgive you, and not for what you have done, but for the way you chose to do it....

15.08.2010

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