Monica, I love you and die for you by my side, shelter you enter my arms, feel your scent confused with mine, I can only wistfully delight, your perfume, your fragrance of the evening, I will continue visiting every little piece of my life, filling my mind with your figure, your smile, your gestures, your lips and your destalles charming.
Thanks for giving me minutes of happiness, for making me feel alive, thank you for coming to my heart and my life for a moment.
Today respite unwillingly, that the days and nights were finished, that my life will end slowly, deep sleep without waking up and not think about IT. What sense and reason of my life?, Without anyone to care.
That irony, impotence, wrapped in melancholy of this idyll can not germinate this romance, which were only a few minutes give us kisses and hugs, I felt my hopes would revive the parched heart, dying and hungry for love , already beginning to dream and fascination of this illusion, sketching life projects that one day I accepted and being your husband.
I feel discriminated against and rejected vilely bitter tasting this defeat, from the calls to your gestures of rejection, the day after ... I call you shaky and nervous, but with great expectation to ask you out, what a surprise to hear your response adverse negative marking my life with the words "EVERYTHING WAS AN ERROR AND THAT THERE IS NOTHING TO TALK."
Never find this quality human man, treat my neighbor with the heart, practicing and using my best tool God has given me what my simplicity and humility with which they treat people kindly in my way pass.
Now I understand, maybe my DEFAULT is to be honest, transparent and speak the truth that what I think is what reflects in words and believe that everyone is healthy and clean without malice, for which payment is depressing and relentless pain that I live in, is that I was born to suffer?, if so continue carrying this heavy and painful cross to pick me up when God of this world and sometimes cruel.
Not having an opportunity to clarify this, I can only wish you to be happy and try not to call neglects not bother you believe that everything is in vain.
Bye, take care.

SEBASTIANO