Que no te escriba no quiere decir que no me esté muriendo por hablar contigo.
Love comes softly. In the quite moments when you’re just sitting and talking. In the loud moments when laughter is plentiful. In the silence of the night just dancing in the rain. In the hardest part of your life when all you need is a hand to hold. In the easy moments when its fills your chest and oozes from your pores. Love just comes softly.