Demwom
The year is over, so blablabla.
Stephanie is getting married. And here is the first name of this blog. Typically, as you know, I never write names. Do not even use nicknames, and even less nick. If you recognize yourself, you know. Should matter little to others. I break the rules, for once, and vualà : Stefania. Let's say your first love. Let's just say unpaid, but that's not the point. But it's, like, the beginning of the learning experience. A kind of comparison by which we measure the following reports: is the beginning where you know what I look for in a person and what not. Then of course everything changes, and there is no longer the benchmark, but at the beginning, when you do not know exactly what you seek is a useful reference point. However, the discovery of important feeling is due to that person. Person for whom, for a while 'time, I felt a grudge absurd. Then move on, memories are more vague, and what was bad, now, do not do that. That affection is still free from that kind of feeling to the situation, to discover. However, Stefania, for me, was important. And now he marries. When he told me via text message, I immediately responded. And with that answer ("blabla ! blablabla! It would be the day when the happy event? "), I still have to receive an answer .... Now, two things are. Or no message has arrived, and so now I hate it, or come to it and I do not he replied. In this case, I would say that has not changed one iota. When I knew, I started thinking a bit 'all the time and how I had been a child's approach to that relationship. So many things I wrong. She too eh. But of course I speak here with her to talk to me. We were both 23 years and I, at that age, I was actually a teenager late for certain things. Also because before you know her, is not that worry me too much of a relationship that was serious or not. One thing, though, dear Stephen, I can tell you. And 'that is no getting around so much, at that time we did things that, for two people who were cultivating a simple friendship, they were not in heaven or on earth. I'm telling you now, after years and years, because some things myself, with friends, even those far away, I never made. Them when they go on vacation do not write a page a day to let people know what they do or to say that, well yes, he misses. Sometimes, to say the truth, not even send a postcard. Nor do I, eh. The less I write more about a book we hold in two, and I left you. Do not you feel it every day, for that matter. Or call us virtually never with a ring on msn (ooops, IRC was at the time, but the substance does not change) every day after lunch to wait for your return to work, why would not you connettessi. Then I did not have the time and you made a phone ringing on your home phone. And my mother was some laughter. Nor are exchanged boxes with attached "listening guides". Nor trembles pit of my stomach to say "I love you" after a call from a couple of hours in which abundant both had something to say but the excitement has silenced. And a hug at the end, it's just a hug. Well, I do not know if it's because I grew up, the fact is that I, certain things, I have not done more. I do not know if you were normal, including two just friends, do so. I thought these days, and although all relationships are unique, that kind of relationship, bold in some ways, without a parachute then I never had. Maybe because when you fall once, the next time you think about it a bit 'up, and decide that a pillow under your ass is better than letting us. I'm not saying that they have lived false reports, but, that way there, I have never acted. I'm glad I did, because in the end, I'm glad they do now. And I must also and above all that our relationship. And while I thought of all this, and also to the fact that you have "invented" to call Dam because "I know a bit Dami ' gay ", and nobody ever knew where he had jumped out of this Dam is unclear to me why I loved you. And now you get married, and in light of all that that relationship has given me, I can not help but wish you immense happiness. Forever.
