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It was a cold day in London, i was seating in a bank in the park, i always used to go there after work, just for killing time, but this day was different.
i was taking some pictures like always, when far away i saw a woman, she looks a little sad, with his head down and looking the floor.She walked by some minutes and then she sat down in a bank a little close to mine,when i saw her, i knew that she was the most beautiful woman i have seen.
she take a book and began to read, i was there just looking her, looking her black and perfect hair and how it fall on her shoulders,looking how her slim lips were a little open and how every breath get up her chest. i felt like never before, like i would want to be so close to her in that moment and can take her dedicates hands, give her a kiss and can feel at least for a moment that i could be happy, but i didn't have the courage to talk her, oh, and i am so regretful, because some minutes more, she closed the book and left the park, ignoring whatever thing next to her, without noticed that there was a man who was loving her in silence, and it was in that moment just in that moment, when i knew that i had lose something, maybe nothing important or maybe the most beautiful opportunity that i could have in my life.
Espero que te guste y te sirva...
i was taking some pictures like always, when far away i saw a woman, she looks a little sad, with his head down and looking the floor.She walked by some minutes and then she sat down in a bank a little close to mine,when i saw her, i knew that she was the most beautiful woman i have seen.
she take a book and began to read, i was there just looking her, looking her black and perfect hair and how it fall on her shoulders,looking how her slim lips were a little open and how every breath get up her chest. i felt like never before, like i would want to be so close to her in that moment and can take her dedicates hands, give her a kiss and can feel at least for a moment that i could be happy, but i didn't have the courage to talk her, oh, and i am so regretful, because some minutes more, she closed the book and left the park, ignoring whatever thing next to her, without noticed that there was a man who was loving her in silence, and it was in that moment just in that moment, when i knew that i had lose something, maybe nothing important or maybe the most beautiful opportunity that i could have in my life.
Espero que te guste y te sirva...
mariafernandabl:
Muy bonita la historia sirves para escribir libros
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