However there were signs everywhere, got me a dessert typical of its region, the Lullaby of the House’s side coincidentally she was native of the country of my male recio, I realized there was a glasses shop with his surname, finally, thousand signs that reminded me of it but no There was a tab. After the disappointment of not knowing was what I was looking for I stumbled upon an Aviator, was fascinated with him, and by those days came out a commercial of AX with a pilot who towards losing the North the Lady, then making zapping me di cuenta programming containing films such as Top Gun, Pearl Harbor, the fall of the Black Hawk, Codes of war an infinite number of uniformed films which impressed me, even! I went to the mall to distract me a little of all this bombing signals and I found myself with a stand of the air force with a lot of Airmen talking about this new race, having 500 races of which speak just chose this! But my dear Aviator was not by any party, he had gone to campaign and I do not nor a mensajito him was me. That is why I tell you, are not signals! Isn’t that the destination is sending them tracks that they discover that he is her true love! What happens is that We see only what we want to see, unconsciously senses are seeking details, things, words, sounds, smells, flavours, images that remind us of the Adonis. to the other half. those moments of joy that we shared with him, but simply that is a search. a longing that whether it is indicated. And Moreover, I say that I am convinced and I have absolute certainty that the day that my half displayed no signs or tracks, there will be nothing to indicate me, is more there will be no doubt, there will be only the immense happiness of knowing that we belong forever, and that no signs nor signs of destiny, needed because nor is it own destiny can be against love. Do not look for signs!