Via con Dios, Angelita.
Gracias por la mano de su hija, y gracias por permitirme unirme a tu familia.
There will be a full translation of this poem, just be patient plis :) ly
The first part of my biography.
I lost the will to keep working on it. It's sat on my desktop for weeks now and it's just time to post what there is.
A poem about the anxiety you have when you're not sure someone's still interested of you or not anymore.