And while I was thinking that more I could not want it, that mas I could not like the destiny made me realize that not, that he was I the one that was mistaken; and that was deciding my life, the life that always to dream to have, inspired love with the prettiest boy of the world, more quite, which every morning gives me reasons to raise and to return to continue thinking in him. The boy for which my head not for of thinking, not for of dreaming the whole eternal and real life together with him.