Sienna

She is Sienna. Most of time when I became sad about some girl, I think about her. She dreams, she smile, she can play without think about anything. I think about how should be live by her side. Wonder me her capacity of dream which is beyond everything. But she will never knows how is to be by my crazy side, or she knows. I love her in another way, maybe like angels love each other; sublime love. I miss her.

sorry about my english, I lost it.