Your love never fails, it never gives up, it never runs out on me.
When I am silent, I have thunder hidden inside.
I let you go but I die a little more each day with your absence. I think about you every second. Every gesture. Every TV show. Every song. Every detail that would be enough to tell you and imagine your laugh, about something only we would find funny. I miss your hug, your kiss, our jokes, our good nights that made no sense since someone always slept with the cellphone on hand. I miss falling asleep on your chest, building dreams with you, I miss feeling a bit jealous, feeling butterflies in my stomach whenever I was about to meet you. I miss wearing that dress because I know you think I look good on it, I miss the spark in your eyes and thinking “is it because of me?”. I miss being all smiles, miss knowing every part of you, knowing by your talk if you are either sad or happy, miss having you to share my most precious secret: my happiness. Wanting you just one more time, to try again, is too selfish? Would I be asking too much? So let it be, I will waste all my 3 life wishes, because who makes me see life through another eyes, who awakes something inside me not even known by me, doesn’t imagine that, here, exists a strong desire to leave my fears and worries aside, just for one more smile, once more hug, one more kiss.