Gothic Sweet 16 Cakes

you return? Postscript

The telephone rang insistently.

He a jump on the bed and hurried to catch him.
Who could be at that hour in the morning? It seemed the world was full of insomnia and only she deigned dreaming peacefully.

He held a hand to the devil for a few minutes pileup. Finally he approached his fine ear and said something snapped, normal, at that time ...

- Siii?
"Do not say anything, just thinking about listening.

His voice was warm, full of reason and hope, quiet and with a touch of nostalgia. It was a strange sound but at the same time, nearby.
The weirdest part is that it was impossible decoding sexuality that so strange.

The words, "he continued travel faster than the wind itself. And if I act with sincerity, I must say that I like to know about your progress ...

... We had good, right? In your moments of loneliness, boredom, motivation, desire to daydream, to express your desire to live, to fly, miss ... I've always been there. I will always

here ...

I am the guardian of your memories, the reflection of your feelings, your heart when it pumps, the bodyguard of your dreams, the ink in your pen and hope your desire.

know you will be leaving. Beware , fun, dream, but ...
need to know if you ever come back to me, your little corner love.

...

"I'm afraid I'll be back.