Michelle was not expecting. They see it 'with the usual expression on the face dismissal' back into the past and was an 'indescribable emotion. - What are you doing here? - Churches. And his hands were trembling, the same hands clutching a teddy bear of Gaia. - I can not stay there without you - Only this. Then Mark Down 'head. Michelle did not understand that meeting. They were to avoid of being: these were the agreements. But Mo was there '. And that answer then, that meant? The echo of his words was a torment absurd. History closed? but what? She felt burning inside at the thought of him, the idea of all their past, the idea of love that had united them. It was not what had been a dream. It was truth, 'reality' hot, as that object which is still holding, without being almost more 'knowledge. And for a moment the image of Gaia the back 'before his eyes, detaching it from Mark. It was only a moment. Then come 'to him. What were they, those who felt tears slide slowly on your face? Tears, tears, tears. But why '? - I do not understand - just said - even I understand. And they do not I know 'cause I came. Only the altrogiorno I saw the house. You too. 'Cause you're coming? Marco step 'a hand nervously through his hair. Michelle did not answer. - I can not, really. I miss you. But it 's strange. Why 'must not love, no more' I do not think at least ... Michelle felt 'hurt at once. Indeed, they were old wounds will be reopened. And she was too tired. The desire that he sometimes felt, yet powerfully, that was it? Love was that name again or if not him? habits, habits ... The head was spinning. It was falling. It was the perception of a moment, but the leaders'. Falling, like drowning. And the crowd of quarrels with him that looked in his head.
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