Milena Velba Bra Talk With Iza

wink, twenty years later ... Hello I am

And I cried ... I selected yet, but I still can not define the reason that blew my tears, I can not define the emotion that seized me suddenly .

I cried bitterly, more than the day I lost my cat when I was 8 years
the day I said goodbye to my grandfather for the Last time when I was 13,
the day I got my tray after enormous efforts and countless sleepless nights,
the day my man is gone, never to return,
more than the day or my Cat came back after 2 months of separation, when I was 8 years old.

My tears have raised the pink of my cheeks, removed the makeup to the beautician took so long to ask, could not hide the broad smile which appear even a trace of my teeth missing, flowed at a rate of dinghies that alternately throwing our relatives around you to wish you happiness, happiness, just happiness the world.

I cried, and wiped my tears were useless.
You were radiant with your white dress, your veil being pressed to raise your bouquet of fragrant flowers but your perfume was even more pervasive, thy glittering tiara adorning your head, you gave the look of a princess but you were even more beautiful than a princess, you were my princess to me.

And I cried when I saw you dancing in the track, seeing
shine your eyes, your smile that lit up the room,
lovers eyes rested on you,
I hoped in my heart that this love you fill and invades your life,
it is as strong as that invades me, the day you came to fill my life. You came

wipe my tears, telling me to stop crying, kissing my hands, my head, just hold me strongly as I did when you were little to reduce your pain, to relieve your suffering, to make you Your joie de vivre.

You came to train in dance, kissing me, making me laugh, throwing me glances encouraging, like the ones you threw me in time, when you suddenly let go of my hand to join your classmates in the school yard before melting in the crowd of small heads that ran in all directions.
Again, you
funds in the crowd of people wanting to share your joy, our joy, to dance with you, you take vows, kiss you, wish you happiness, happiness, all the happiness in the world.

And I cried again to see my little girl away from me, to see
make his own way, I thought that
now I no longer see her disorder which annoyed me, I would cry
more to wake you up,
I do not share his confidences and secrets before going to bed.


The crowd pushed toward the exit you prevented me even t'apercevoir, you far from me already, hurry to cut the last tie that united us ...
sudden, your head can be discerned from other brown heads invasive
I hastily wiped the halos that formed under my eyes, my
princess smiled and threw me tenderly,
again
exactly the same mischievous look she threw me before leaving for a new adventure schoolgirl
20 years ago ...

Brazilian Women Squirters

'VIP'

I am a person who does not go unnoticed that when she goes somewhere fills all space with his presence. When I walk down the street, people have different reactions, some withdraw to let me pass, others smile at me kindly, others pretend not to see me at all, I come out yet out their discreet glances thrown my way.
Children often show me the finger, shouting look mom or dad. It's not every day you see the VIP in the street. I always say with a smile or a hand signal.

the restaurant, we always press me to prepare a place for me especially, even if it means moving people already installed, they are most often without any annoyance. When I travel, I often close a person who assists me. I rarely seul.On not let someone like me alone.

I am VIP, so I often have special access to enter public places and often have more privileges than ordinary mortals. A place in the same plane and a facility to exceed a tail and easily introduce myself in the lead. I am not talking about concerts, stadiums and festivals. I'm naturally a priority.

Oh I forgot my parking space, it's the same elsewhere, it is located just outside the supermarket and nobody takes me. Besides those who do not respect this rule and park in my space naturally receive VIP world a fine.

Yet as I look to others to queue like everyone else, we do not look at me when I pass. I would love to regain the liberty of move when I want and all alone without support from prying eyes.
I would, but I'm 'VIP' a 'Very Invalid Person' and I am now stuck in my wheelchair makes me so different, a disabled person, special, very special.

inspired by: clubVIP: very personal invalid