if someday we crossed ourselves, you do not respond nor you make case to the subtitles that under my smile you know to see, I you dire that I am throwing, will deny that I am crying, fingire that the time all I cure it. in fact never I forget to you, you were my only way and your smile a good reason to be the somebody best one, and although they tell you that they saw me of princess in some story, is not necessary that says to you… that only stories are…