days with their nights, with its moons, with their laughter, their kisses, their disagreements, their caracajjadas and Botez.
365 days of his hand, hidden, aching and hurting, enjoying the guilty pleasure, irremediable.
with their desire to stop with the not desirable, like a lot, with full and unexpected happiness with what I feel like screaming, I Enmore
With the new family, with attachment, with continuity, with new things with confidence, grief and joys of being accepted, with changes and reencuentrso with friends you authentic.
365 days with new wings
... with M (v) os.
