PZ

Since the First moment I saw her, it was like been embraced not by an angel, but by God himself.

I claimed I liked her in silence, and for the first time in a long time, I couldn't resist to say her: "Hello, didn't it hurt you to fall from the sky?" but I had to.

The first time I heard her talk, I did nothing but delight myself with her pretty, preety voice, saying the simpliests of the words... of course she wasn't talking to me, but Who cares?


Every day I have to see her, not because of obssesion, but because she's in the same place, at the same time that I am... and each day I doubt... I doubt to talk to her, I doubt if she will answer me... I believe not, I'm convinced not.

I don't know her... and I doubt I will someday... the reason, We're not meant for each other; I know she had found some one to love...it's not me. And also I have... and it's not her.

Sad? I don't think so.

Fate will decide, If Fate wants to, Fate will make us know each other... and maybe Fate will make us fall in love for each other... but Fate it's against me most of the times... Fate has agreed to make me happy once;

I will die, and reincarte a few times, before Fate makes the same mistake. Or it's possible, that Fate has made peace with me?
Could it be that that Angel I see every day and myself are being for each other, and I don't know it?