HE. (seep otra vez en ingles pero wee nose si esta bien escrito lo siento, lo escribi hace tieempo, lo modifique y e aqui...no creo necesario decir para quien es...)

i can talk about his eyes, about how bright they shine when he smile, but nothing can compares at how looks when hes singing to the crowd, oh i sear theres nothing like that. i know that look pretty well even if he has ever look at me with those brown eyes. i believe that his eyes can melt every heart, but have you seen his smile? how big it looks when hes joking around? oh i wish i could pass my fingers through the dimples of his smile, that smile, that can light up every soul. and his hair, oh god, its different every year, but i think ever look bether than the first time i see you, i remember it so well, your ficks use to be your weapon, and it worked better than you think, hah she's a lucky girl, for be able to caress that hair everynight you lay down on her legs...but those things are only superficial compared with the biggest thing that you have, i aint seen it yet, but damn, is kind and charm. i wanna talk about your wonderfull heart, about how you survive to make survive another ones, thats i want to talk about. about heroes with no capes, about angels with no wings, about humans with big hearts, because thats all about, a hometown boy with dreams and hopes, full of talent and spirit of a fighter. i havent seen someone like that in my shorts years of life.