My Lover,
I have no idea how to star this epistle without mentioning how you touched my dreams tonight.Oh,what a sweet dream!We lived together,we screamed at each other,we laughed til death with just one look.The cities we run,the bars we closed,the kisses we shared.You were a famous artist,and I always traveled around with you.Oh,baby,you were such a star.People would kill to get a piece of your mind.Oh,what a mind!How many ideas,how many galaxies!I love you so much,and I am so afraid that you won't believe me.I pray with all of the tears that sent me to sleep last night that you believe that you're the one for me.
You messed with my head until I had to get up,grab my pillow with all of my strength and imagine it was you,so I could be finally in peace.I need you by my side,I need your sweet soft skin rubbing my dried one in a confortable,fulfilling and genuine hug.And if I have to suffer from the outrageous experience of time to have that,then this is what I shall do.You're every single one of my thoughts,you've made my mind (and my heart) your own home.
Sincerely Yours,
Federico
