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Farewell Barrio

It's funny, but not a day goes by that I do not think rewriting. I've always helped me clear thoughts channeled pains me, made me feel better. Paragraphs owe them, with whom he spent more time than you imagined. Save me days of self-esteem on the floor and I injected dose of humility. She, too, which turned into my life like a hurricane, as has been provided with all the changes that would not have enough letters to explain. And his father, a true fan who always claim my tickets. He is not owed, it has been my more inspiring, with their sincere friendship, routine calls and quiet for years, to remind me that I was not always surrounded myself with fatalistic. I owe all that has changed, for better, for worse, but have managed to see things more clearly. I owe an entry to the music that has me worried with its emphasis on harm me. The nostalgia and do not like, it hurts. A city that caught me and tied me unintentionally. I owe it to the usual, I would like to find the right words to take away her pain and not a day that would not explain to him how difficult it is. They, after all the turmoil and expectations, are those who remain, the new ones do not know, which I always want to see. Should write about my family, the distance is value, what luck I have! They are always so far and so close ... still the most painful goodbyes. To him, the closeness, the routine makes me forget that I saved. But my companion, my head and my life.
But today is for you, Javi. Many years ... seems like yesterday when I danced with you. I hardly remember in class, I have pictures but I do not recognize. Long ago you came into my life without my love .... Always in the distance, always with intermediaries. Now I read, I follow and I feel that maybe I wasted time, you were there and did not see you. We felt on every wall of Hortaleza Mel in each sentence. And since then I have you in the head, eagerly seek your thoughts, one of this age choose, and this time do not want to lose me. I want dinner and canes, and dancing to remember. I read your articles and identify. I got him one day in my life, and now, yes, now, thank you. Perhaps