ackermns

I still remember, third of December.
           Me in your sweater. You said it looked
           better on me than it did you. Only if you
           knew, how much I liked you, but I watch
           your eyes as she walks by, what a sight
           for sore eyes, brighter than a blue sky,
          She's got you mesmerized while I die...
          
          feliz 3 de diciembre<3