I looked at him.
He smiled and vanished.
I had to reach him.
I ran and ran. I yelled, but he didn't listen.
He went away, and I was standing there. With the raindrops falling, touching my face.
He went away and I couldn't do nothing about it.
I gave up. He went away.
I smile, he loves to see me smile.
I shout, he panics.
I kiss him and he goes away again.
I cry and cry and cry. I'm hurt. He goes away and I don't want to reach him.
I want him. I want him here, by myside. Smiling, making me smile. Playing, singing, clowning around.
He goes away, he keeps walking.
He won't look at me again.
Dreams... what a funny thing.
2 comments:
quien será esa parsona q se desvanece vuelve y te atormenta...q se aleja y vuelve a ti quisiera entender un poco mas tus escritos tan hermosos
. .. a heart dies... drowning in the night's blood
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