I'm a panda I want real love
#short story
One night he addressed a bear - Panda - a girl saying:
When will you feel me and when I will bring you too ..?
My life as a boulder oscillates from one bosom to the other. This takes me in the midst of my very cold because she has just received a message from her lover: "I love you". I love you. It is the magic word that opens the doors of paradise to the heart and leads it to the world of eternal fantasy. The other is when it kills. I will continue to feel the cold, which rises from the ground and settles in my lean back until it calms down, and the fire subsides, and it comes to me in a humiliated and disillusioned way. Hordes of painful pain flow from him.
I did not speak, I do not move unless you move me puppets puppets, but I serve you very much, I have compensated you for the tenderness of the father, the passion of the brother, and the tenderness of the beloved, without asking for a reward. I was not in the midst of warm love. A number of people betrayed me and did not put you into a trap when you pushed me hard to your chest as you chanted the painful sighs, listened to your song without moving my lips in an instant, moments of love and disappointment, ecstasy and frustration, victories and failures, I shared with you all the details. Looking at it How many times did you leave me, how many times did you leave me until the dust of my neglect dried up, and I threaded the spider threads over my nose, but despite this I did not circumcise the covenant, I always kept the most basic You have my hand whenever you took me towards your small heart to get out a feeling, warm or laga ..!
But you, Eve, when will you feel me? When will you include me in your chest for me and not for you?
#short story
One night he addressed a bear - Panda - a girl saying:
When will you feel me and when I will bring you too ..?
My life as a boulder oscillates from one bosom to the other. This takes me in the midst of my very cold because she has just received a message from her lover: "I love you". I love you. It is the magic word that opens the doors of paradise to the heart and leads it to the world of eternal fantasy. The other is when it kills. I will continue to feel the cold, which rises from the ground and settles in my lean back until it calms down, and the fire subsides, and it comes to me in a humiliated and disillusioned way. Hordes of painful pain flow from him.
I did not speak, I do not move unless you move me puppets puppets, but I serve you very much, I have compensated you for the tenderness of the father, the passion of the brother, and the tenderness of the beloved, without asking for a reward. I was not in the midst of warm love. A number of people betrayed me and did not put you into a trap when you pushed me hard to your chest as you chanted the painful sighs, listened to your song without moving my lips in an instant, moments of love and disappointment, ecstasy and frustration, victories and failures, I shared with you all the details. Looking at it How many times did you leave me, how many times did you leave me until the dust of my neglect dried up, and I threaded the spider threads over my nose, but despite this I did not circumcise the covenant, I always kept the most basic You have my hand whenever you took me towards your small heart to get out a feeling, warm or laga ..!
But you, Eve, when will you feel me? When will you include me in your chest for me and not for you?
Source image:
@Hariabbad