Farewell Party Invite Sayings

the phone rings but you're not going to respond. while listening to the latest stirrings deaf speaker I think about how I behaved and that is not always easy to forgive the mistake of somebody else. reattachment, the slide slams violently. launch the phone on the bed, his eyes following the bouncing on the mattress softened up to it still faces.

maybe you've set yourself to be silent, perhaps you have not heard for some strange reason. until a few days ago I played with the keys, composing text messages in the hope some to be answered. deluded. I played with the fantasy, imagining the moment when we come back to speak to us like some years ago. cheerful and happy while the world turned on itself making fun of us, our young minds.

you and I were like two soap bubbles that dance in the air. beautiful pirouettes while together, but when they collide, by chance or by necessity, burst, and therefore must leave, and then explode anyway and realize that it would be better to do it together. we were two men-bubble. and danced in the wind, each as he could.

now it all seems a bit 'more difficult, all a bit' more complicated. I'd like to you to remember me least of the wishes for the years that I brought along and continue to increase, although I do not like to celebrate. just a sign to tell me that account is still something that you remember something about me. as a few years ago. a short sentence, those granted: would be fine too. I do not know what you answer, I would not be prepared. I would think a little 'and still not be able to tell you what I want, anyway. as a man-bubble would keep me inside what really matters, to explode somewhere, alone, in an unspecified location.