In our last conversation you said something that reminded me this phrase “You presume to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine”.In this case you didn’t see a painting of mine, actually you read something I wrote and you thought my words were dedicated to a person and because of that you presume to know the way I was feeling.
My dear friend, if I write about happiness, love, melancholy, emotions… that’s for sure I have reasons to do it, but it doesn’t imply that my words were writing because I was thinking about someone; actually there are a lot of situations could make you write that way.
Perhaps my friend, some other day I will write again, something for that someone I consider or considered “my special person”.
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