So today I remember yet the last time that we seated down under the shadow that old tree near from your home, across the Mr. cool's store that always gave us something, still that we didn't have no one cent. I remember yet of our looks bashful, that the same time showed reliance. Realiance of a happy life surrounded of naivety and kind gestures and silly games and smiles. I remember yet our first wet kiss with new taste and the same time it seems too usual. I remember when we swear eternal love together in that tree when we draw with a knife a heart with the our inicial letters. And There was the first I love you following for a truth hug of what it I miss.
