some stories are better that to remain incomplete like this without ending,
just the beginning and a lot of memories , sometimes i tell myself
about several lies
as if i don't miss our pasted days
or
i don't miss you ,
as if there's no end to my longing for you
and my love for you is infinite,
tell me something i won't forget
just like you wrote me those letters
that i couldn't forget and it's hard to avoid , make promises to me that you will keep now
as we promised each other to stay with me while you look at me to treat all my wounds and i will be staring at your eyes forever and look at you a little to solve your mystery .
YOU ARE READING
Dear You...
Poesíaletters and feelings written in this book in the form of a blame or a little longing , feeling worried about a love story that didn't work and ended from the beginning hurt , but what hurts the most is waiting for someone that will never come back .
