Treasure Island

Christian K. Montiel

(Tampico, Tamaulipas, Mex.)

Carmelita from the store.


Carmelita from the store
Thinking about you and knowing that the only reason why I go to the store is to see you but you don’t know only me and nobody else because you’re a special person for me.
But why this obsession with you, I just wonder if you may know that I like you and I think about you every day and night and I dream about you and me be on a world of love and peace for us only me and you.
My love, my secret love and I remember when you told me that you man don’t understand you and mistreat you and I was so angry because I couldn’t do anything to save you but now I’m just here writing down this thoughts that I couldn’t tell you and now you are gone forever and you man is locked up and I’m sorry that you live your life misunderstood and I could understand you when you cry in front me but I think love is a feeling so strong that you keep it no matter what and now you pay price of be in love and misunderstood carmelita and I got one more thing to tell you I love you and miss my secret love the one only for me and I hope god be with you.
R.I.P by Christian montiel
(This is for every woman who is kill for home abuses and I hope man reflect one day and learn to respect our women and that way we don’t raise the babies who hate the ladies)

Submitted: Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Edited: Wednesday, April 27, 2011
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