REMEMBERING
by Patty

 
April, 2007 
Three years it has already happened, today I have a house, a beautiful daughter and a husband for which would give everything, Justin Timberlake  
I am happy and I will never deny it but serious able to almost give all that I have to know who was, when I walk  down the street and people begins to request me autographs and me not you that to make, they begin to pursue me and to request me that the touch that burns them or that them of a kiss, i dont know why they make that, I sometimes think that they make that because many people that know me, tell me that I was a singer of a lot of fame  
when they not tell me that you if to believe although many times I have made it 
The channels still want that of interviews after this whole time 
It is always the same question: 
- Do you remember something but it has moore than enough your past? 
And the answer is always the same one: 
- Not 
Well, I remember to my family but that that but I remember it is something that torments me 
That Night 
I suppose that it is when I lost the memory 
Only memory that was a man, hits myself and I throw myself to the bed and no longer memory but  
The truth if I remember something but: 
A tattoo of a cross in their left arm and anything but 
I am seated in my window remembering all that I can on that night     
alone I sit down their skin against mine, insecurity in their eyes      
and fear in mine 
The only thing for what I thank him is that thanks to that incident I had the luck to know my baby, it is this way like I call to my husband. 
I am Britney Spears maybe you know who was or maybe not, i dont know who it was, thanks to him, i dont know what i had, thanks to him, but I won a lot thanks to him, the only thing that I can say is that I cannot remember who it is, but the only thing of what I am sure is that I will hate it all my life.