I know there were days that I left you when you needed me more,
so please forgive me for the times that I made you cry.
Life sent to me sings to know how simple things matter.
If I didn't realize I'll try to do my best so I don't fail this time.
Not anymore.
I guess this must be a kind of modern love because I'll love you till the day that I die.
The Gift, Elisa.
Marcel Proust: el record i la memòria
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