I miss you.
I miss writing to you,
I miss hearing from you,
but I won't do anything about it
'cause I feel that if I don't give the go,
you don't do it.
Now I feel absolutely nothing with anyone
I just observe,
sometimes I tempt you to write to you,
and I do it
just that I don't send the message.
I feel weird,
i remember about you almost every time,
i remember about the things i was telling you,
the "good morning, honey",
"good night, señorita",
but your indifference about me
just leave bitter memories,
I've dreamed about you several times
and they made me wake up
in the early morning without letting me sleep.
Some seem nightmares,
others are reincarnations of moments with you
and others are just happiness,
and I don't understand why I dream of you.
There was a dream
where I woke up with tears.
That day at dawn after waking up from that "dream"
I wrote to my sister,
and I could not fall asleep.
Tell me, what was your goal playing with me?
I'm the biggest idiot in love.
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