Your Mouth Could Never spell
"... He says I should not go out alone ... Why do I have the eyes of a child lost ...
said because as we walked through the streets of the city, did not let the sleeve of his jacket even a moment ... Jokingly he said that I did it because subconsciously I'm afraid to be alone ... To lose ... As a child shaking hands with his mother in a crowded place because they are afraid to part from her and not find her ... And become a lost child ... With those big eyes that wander among strange faces without seeing any except the one you want ... Then
long ago had also said that I was prettier after crying so much ... That seemed impossible, but my eyes bright and cheeks a little reddened made me more sweet and cute ... And I smiled a bit, with a tear coming back down and hugged him, thanking him in a low voice ...
Maybe if you could see me now would say that is a beautiful girl lost ... "
