Character: Christopher Hamilton

I find it hard to believe that I feel. Chest is such a joy. You want to shout it to the whole world, and at the same time, to keep secret, as something valuable and cherished.

I'm not a gift. I have a terrible temper, but I is what it is. I managed to make a lot of mistakes. Constantly talked, but did nothing to make you happy. As a result, I lost you. I couldn't understand that you loved me for real.

Tell me, who are the people we know? Take any woman. It can be with you anything. But you never know what it really is. Your attitude is based on how you feel you from communicating with her. You close your eyes and remember it is your communication. And here, you're either good or bad. And no matter next this person or not. You either want this communication, or not. And everything else is an addition to the integrity of the picture. I haven't seen Gaby in person, but over the years, her letters, imbued with emotions of joy, sorrow, happiness and pain became my. All that has been written to each other - was experienced together. She's my soulmate. The same. That it stretches my soul. Christopher smiled and slapped each other on the shoulder. Is life, and life is capable in all the wonders and quirks, remember that.