Dear you:

How are you?
Where are you now?
I need you the most..
I wish you could be here.
I really need you.
You can't understand what's happening.
When everything is alright something happens and the hell comes again.
Now I just can hear tears falling and crashing into the floor.
It sounds really loud.
I don't like watching everybody sad and worry about me.
I would like go, desappear, leave it, flee.
So far away..
It's not the kind of days that is easy to smile.
You know me, you know that I'm a happy person, but is dificult be if everything is agains you.
Please, come.
Loves,
Paula, no more.