Helen Curtiz Thermasilk Shampoo

She says she misses

I want my voice will come as a whisper, love, mix with notes of Chopin, with the distant noises of the street where there waiting for me to reach you sleep. I want you to be calm night, the nightmares do not round, sleep well. I want your dreams are sweet and my certainty that the world is a better place because you you exist.