You could see the big bags under her eyes. Her hair cobrize was like a nuddle and her balck eyes was red for too many hours of cry.

She wasn't any girl superficial, with a beautiful body, blod and with clear eyes. She was weird, but that awkard vibe conect me with her.

I sighed one more time wishing not to be too coward for could be close to her.

Every Day i have come to this park wishing see her again. Always came her as the same hour, half past 3 p.m. I've been reading any book of love and when was like 4.15 p.m she appears with the same aperience. Wich i have descrite beforely.

This time, she was not looking the floor like she always do, while her tears fell down. This time i could note one little shine in her black eyes, like the night, that was not for the tears. And that, want me to be close to her.

Maybe that day will not today, but i could feel that maybe will be soon.