Our story begun this way ....
I used spend my nights on twitter, just looking what people said. I wrote something on search box and there is she! I said something unimportant, she answered, a smile drew itself on my face.
Day after day we talked, more and more. Fashion, cupcakes and thousand of things I never liked, things that never interested me. We talked about that all. And I was happy talking to her.
But ...
Someday she wrote that loved a boy. It let me down, 'cause I loved her. It was raining, I remember ...
When I thought the things could be worst, that happens ...
This story it's real, happened to me a couple of years ago.
Her name was Aimy and now all I have from her are memories.
She's dead.