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Dear you

I should start by saying that I miss you, but you know well that uttering those words would be impossible for me.

  Not for the thousands of kilometers that separate us,if not, because I'm not designed to freely confess what I've been feeling since you left.

It's not that I can not describe the countless sensations that you produce, The problem is simply that I can not accept it in front of anyone, because if I do it I must admit that I fell in love and it did not work because I did not have the guts to accept it before.

With love, me.

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