I don't know how many times writing about you, write to the Center, the pain that you have suffered, because to me nobody has enough time and patience to hear me speak. You don't have the pain I couldn't speak, you were the biggest pain of life because all of you are very sincere, never have I wish he lie like this because only thus can you believe that what you say is not true. "you can't care about children, and though she has done nothing for me anymore, I can not care about children."
I'm not angry at him, not even angry at him, because he doesn't make anything you absolutely not wrong, all wrong person is you, is in itself I was too stubborn, stubborn despite all hold this love, and now no anguish than when you recognize the man that I love without his silhouette, relentless know how much isn't it?
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