days ago, while walking at night, after having come from the same university in the street I saw Teresa, who was walking against the fall and reluctantly gave me the impression as if he had survived as it may to the tedious classes Suddenly, I decided to speed my way to say hello. So I did and in the same way I answered "How are you? How are you going?" He said on his way to Avenida Salaverry to take the car and go home, she asked me if I could accompany Metro to buy some things, since it was very close, and I replied with "yes, normal, super early" and we did. Despite our stupid jokes, the atmosphere around us was something "different." We left the store and bought a couple of cookies Margarita then sat on the benches of the Resi and talking of my things, climate, fashion, music, movies, actors, etc.
Watching her in the eye, I must confess that my presence was absolutely no body, I lost in what she said and expressed, because it reminded me in many things: the work I had to finish the next day, the pictures that got stuck in my blog, the discs had to download to update my iPod once and especially remember those anecdotes When I met with the unconditional Alfonso, for many, many months ago.
In the blink of an eye, I was transported to that moment when I saw them. Alfonso was there, walking alongside the on Teresa, talking of life, laughing
around the world as they know it better but with a touch of "healthy fun" that always seem to give. He remembered how the two radiated happiness wherever they were, those enigmatic passages and rooms, she told me and described more than once in discreet confidences where their footprints were sealed both expressed hope that, as those moments, Teresa that I had specified, that they lost control and the notion of time while asking for more hours in order to continue indulging in this paradise nothing ephemeral which would not leave at all, buried in the sheets that accompanied them at long intervals of sleep.
After I went blank for several seconds, both have evoked so many situations that Teresa had told me several times, finally reacted and managed to hear many things that struck me, only I told Teresa I could always count me to do anything (total. .. I'm not having many friends) and that should be taken seriously and with maturity, decisions and actions that would make here onwards for their own professional well-being, mood and so on. She thanked me, smiled and I could sense a certain twinkle in his eyes but most of all, very quiet, a little later received a call from Alfonso, who had left his class (since most of the night shift classes our university end at 10pm) and was waiting to make themselves the scope so that they could withdraw from the district in which the three we were, so we start from the Residencial San Felipe. IncaKola I bought a soda and noticed that Teresa was alive, had drastically changed the mood and countenance, I was not apathetic as is often ... good for her. I guess that is part of the process that has just undergone its own volition, so much better for her, suddenly, we had reached the avenue, greeted Alfonso, both said goodbye to me with a smile and holding hands withdrew swiftly to continue the path that lead to happiness and which struggle with the determination that is required, among many other factors ... after all, love is part of that strange pair.
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Watching her in the eye, I must confess that my presence was absolutely no body, I lost in what she said and expressed, because it reminded me in many things: the work I had to finish the next day, the pictures that got stuck in my blog, the discs had to download to update my iPod once and especially remember those anecdotes When I met with the unconditional Alfonso, for many, many months ago.
In the blink of an eye, I was transported to that moment when I saw them. Alfonso was there, walking alongside the on Teresa, talking of life, laughing
around the world as they know it better but with a touch of "healthy fun" that always seem to give. He remembered how the two radiated happiness wherever they were, those enigmatic passages and rooms, she told me and described more than once in discreet confidences where their footprints were sealed both expressed hope that, as those moments, Teresa that I had specified, that they lost control and the notion of time while asking for more hours in order to continue indulging in this paradise nothing ephemeral which would not leave at all, buried in the sheets that accompanied them at long intervals of sleep. After I went blank for several seconds, both have evoked so many situations that Teresa had told me several times, finally reacted and managed to hear many things that struck me, only I told Teresa I could always count me to do anything (total. .. I'm not having many friends) and that should be taken seriously and with maturity, decisions and actions that would make here onwards for their own professional well-being, mood and so on. She thanked me, smiled and I could sense a certain twinkle in his eyes but most of all, very quiet, a little later received a call from Alfonso, who had left his class (since most of the night shift classes our university end at 10pm) and was waiting to make themselves the scope so that they could withdraw from the district in which the three we were, so we start from the Residencial San Felipe. IncaKola I bought a soda and noticed that Teresa was alive, had drastically changed the mood and countenance, I was not apathetic as is often ... good for her. I guess that is part of the process that has just undergone its own volition, so much better for her, suddenly, we had reached the avenue, greeted Alfonso, both said goodbye to me with a smile and holding hands withdrew swiftly to continue the path that lead to happiness and which struggle with the determination that is required, among many other factors ... after all, love is part of that strange pair.
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