The flowers of my life

      

The name of this rose I cannot say it since it takes it only a woman is the world to her I saw her only one week, but it was enough to me to never forget his face, between her and alone I the distance separates us but our souls from this moment joined for the whole life... 

 He will never forget you and every day I surprise you mas, with the hope that some day returns to see you and to be able to kiss, love you.
The petals of the flower it represents the mujeres that appeared the latter time in my life, I learned them to know and to want but I still have the latter alone time his friendship and the beautiful recollection of each one of them and I do not repent of any minute that happens with them ever he will forget you your that gave to me the prettiest gift in my birthday, that you were the first one in who I concentrate on the new stage of my life and that until today I you want of heart though I do not demonstrate it and always he will remind me you of you when I said to you that you look like Marian derverian and finally your that I knew you last week and today you went away though you were late jaja I remain with the embrace and the kiss that gave to me as a recollection of a pretty stage of my life that even I do not write his end ….