"I'm just in my poor broken heart that is broken
.
I'm sick of being alone in a world
dark and too big for me.
My body is lonely and desolate
in a world too big for me.
I would go under a willow tree and watch the rain
recline on the world "
(Gabriel 10 years)
My love, after I read your poem it was as if something had broken my heart too ... I would tell you a billion things ... but you can tell a baby rainbow, just ten years the world feel all the sadness in his heart? I'm afraid your sensitivity to this ... I'm afraid because I know that will give you so much suffering ... but I would not change what you are for anything in the world. I can only tell you that growing up can you pull out force, to deal with setbacks and disappointments, and perhaps these are just those defeats and disappointments that will help shield against the evil which you'll find your path. The star my life is not like fairy tales we tell ourselves at night, but nothing should prevent us from still believe in our dreams, even when your way you'll find someone who will want you to believe otherwise. I believe in you because I see the purity of your heart, remember that I'll always be beside you and that many angels will protect your special way, and fortunately this is not a fairy tale but the reality. I love you Mom
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