When lowering the collective, I thought of what I want and I do not want, but sometimes know what I want costs more, but I have defined what I would not, in fact everything has a touch sentimental.
want someone who likes to walk beside me, I want someone who occasionally feel like walking hand in hand with me, I want to be next to someone who does not have days, months, years, because that would be the least I want to occasionally cause that special tingle that both listen to the silence in the company of others and gave us those smiles that says it all. I will not marry because I believe that marriage requires one to do things, give unnecessary weight where the end result is never positive, however qant to a couple, family, equality, the two next to each other. I want someone that even though we see every day feel my absence and wait for the day we meet, I wait for me. I want someone who is not ashamed of me. I want someone to come to my unexpected kiss me hugs and laughs and says he loves me and is a special moment for both. I want someone that does not put on a balance of moments spent with me with what could be done without me to see that he is more productive. I want someone to know that one day the two, without discussion, we know that it was time to part, I want you both continue with our ways and that years later we find it would still be in touch even without believing in aanguish to know that I will have a birthday for the first time away from my family, my mom, not his embrace, not the surprise that makes me crave for 364 days. I just know, that's what I want, and he wants me to. He is my trap, is the person that makes me doubt that I must do what is right for both games gets me, smiles, affection unexpected but always need more, I thought it was a problem with me, but is not a problem either, these things happen. He really is a very special person in my life, I fell in love, love, and gives me new things, but seeing so many other things, block me, I get stuck, I was distressed. I feel that
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