We lost the words, we lost the caresses, we lost the time, we lost the perspective, we lost the conscience, we lost ourselves. But we still have time to recover. Life offers us another chance. Let's change what we lost for what we gain. Each of us still has more beautiful things to live. My love, be happy. I write to you so much because I didn't say goodbye. I stay with your love and your tenderness. You took care of me in your way. I will always be very close. We wanted to tie ourselves to the force. Your blood ran through each of my veins. Since then, life has been worth much more. Together we did beautiful things. The best is her and we still have to teach her many things. I will not feel the same again. What we had was of an intensity that few can understand. And although he will no longer sleep next to me, I thank you, my life, because in my life I will always have part of you. Of you. Of you. Of you. Of you. Of you. Of you. Of you. Of you. Of you. Of you. Of you. Of you. Of you. Of you. Of you. Of you. Of you. Of you. Of you.