There are still remnants of moisture,
their smells already fill my loneliness,
in the bed his silhouette
what promise is drawn
to fill the short space
in which you are not ...
I still do not know? if to come back ?,
nobody knows, the next day, what will he do ?.
Break all my schemes,
does not confess a pity,
does not ask me for anything in exchange for what I d ?.
It is usually violent and tender,
it does not speak of eternal unions,
more is delivered as if there
only one day to love.
Do not share a meeting,
more likes the song
that compromises his thinking.
I still did not ask? 'will you stay?'
I am very afraid of the response of a 'jam? S'.
I prefer shared
before I empty my life,
It's not perfect, but it's coming
what I just so ...?
It is usually violent and tender,
it does not speak of eternal unions,
more is delivered as if there
only one day to love.
Do not share a meeting,
more likes the song
that compromises his thinking.
I still did not ask? 'will you stay?'
I am very afraid of the response of a 'jam? S'.
I prefer shared
before I empty my life,
It's not perfect, but it's coming
what I just so ...?
Simply so? ...
Only among all we can make this a better place :)