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Thoughts

Did I tell you how many times I think about you in one day??? 
I guess more times than the clock is moving.

From the 60,000 thoughts the regular people has in a day around 59,990 go to you... and if I drink coffee they double!!!!

Around 30% to see how smart you were in the version I knew, about your stories, your life, your trouble. I have so many thoughts on how beautiful you were in the past and how happy and challenging times they were. How my memory has been used to construct you.

Around 30% more go to imagine how fantastic and different you should be now, with all the things you should have learned. How wonderful your stories would be, how amazing human being you became or how cute will sound your new accent tones mixed.

The last 30% more are divided between the force of those eyes, the joy of your smile, the perfection of your nose and the delicacy of the rest of you. Yes, I'm thinking about the tone of your skin, the delirium in your hips and the all unnameable thoughts I have on you. All I want and need in my nights lives here.  The beauty should deserve the infinite, but I'm sorry it's just the third part. I still believe that you're more than a pretty face.

The last 10% goes to the future, to how much I wish you were here and how the brilliant girl I know would solve the trouble of real life...

For the last 10 thoughts, I eat 3 times a day, one more for exercise, one for learning python and maybe another 3 for the thesis, one for crazy ideas and the last one is saved just for me...

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