Just had to take this out.

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As I said, I just need to take this out. feel free to comment, ask, write more… meh, It's just a last thing to do… well:

Shit. Today I typed her name in the search bar again. My current girlfriend once talked about ending our cycles. People need to do it to have a happy life. I wanted to know what had happened to her, last thing I heard was that she got engaged. I wonder if she’s happy. Some time ago I promised me to stop looking for her online, this is it. It's done. This is the way i can think to say goodbye.

Morocco always called for me, yet Mona gave the land a face… a voice. Oh boy what a voice. Always traveling to help her dad. I loved her smile and would have done everything to see that pretty smile each day. Sometimes she was sad, and was a kind of sadness that stays. I tried to promise me that I would take her out of that place. Some days ago I found a photo of her inside my passport, I printed it for the journey to Morocco. Shit, that girl pulled me back to the ground… hard. When I think of her I’m like a child. I’d like to think it would have worked somehow. I hope she was able pursue that fashion designer career.

I loved that girl, she set me on my way to Morocco. Everything would have been pretty, as she liked. Pink, everything good was pink for her. Yet I know neither life is all pink, nor am I able to live that kind of life.

I would have liked to say goodbye, Mona. Kanbghik.