Tomorrow is my birthday.
The reason that I begun to write this blog was him.
He promised me almost one year ago and said that” I was not there to celebrate your bday so I will be the last person who celebrates your bday next person “.
Today is that day.
My last day of my last years birthday.
I loved him. .
I know it is over.
I loved him.
What a wasty waiting isn’t it ?
One year ago I took this picture in berlin.
We would had been those the owners of cokes… we would.. I wish
I loved you… maybe still little bit loving ?