Always in the expected to the long-awaited time to come out to my work, your to yours, where they will spend the hours noisily, and your, immutable sitting in the office looking after the window the daily life, without doing anything to change the same routine.
Your worrying read the newspaper to see the sport, baseball first, then all the others, although nor understand it, is only as usual throughout your life that is based on habits. Already in the afternoon the two ended up, we arrived tired and just wanted to comment on anything, just swim and eat and then as all the nights go to bed..
And so the days and endless without variation, exactly, as if time had stopped at our house. In order to rest, with the small range of treat of wanting to do the love, the same routine, same position, the same kisses, caresses the same, the same give and receive, the same desire to finish and rest.
What day and time that was lost, the passion, the desire, the desire to be together, the illusions, dreams of love? ... I believe was guilty life, work, the concerns, the desire to have a better carriage, a house best, left in darkness, our beautiful love.
What a shame… Let's see what has been of that couple that once sounded, with a happy home, only pure reeds in the hair, in your eyes tired of not enjoying life, a few pounds to more than indicate that until his weight was of the hands. And in his face a total boredom, and an unwillingness of the soul, a thousand frustrated hopes, and desires are desperate drowned for a long time, or died little by little and sadly in the routine.
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Ian Catronis
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