Lust? Passion? Love? Questions that my mind does not let dissipate, intrigue consumes me, your remember does not leave me in peace.
My mind is my worst enemy, when I try to forget you, look for trifles that make you stand out, I idealize you in my future and I know it is my sin, why am I hard to understand that you will never be for me?
Yes, I love being by your side, watching the sunrise come between your arms that make me vibrate, while I long to stay with you for a few more hours. Oh, I could know what you think!
But what you really think, because being by your side I can feel like you want to repress it, but for your bad luck my life, when I approach you can not control yourself anymore.
Why are you trying to hide what you feel? To the devil the opinions! It only matters what we feel, that it is not ephemeral, it is not superfluous, or is it that I have not shown you that I could wait for your whole life or seek you to hell itself just for being with you?
If that is not love, I do not know what I feel for you. I understand your fears, or that I try, I know that it is not easy to trust when they have already hurt you. I know that people have delved into your life and have been hurt because they have not wanted to continue the love that made you come out.
I will not lie saying that I intend to order your life, just the opposite! I want to mess up everything that happened to me, I want to ruffle your life, that you feel that I am not the same, we are going to stir the world, what does it matter if they want to arrest us? While the sentence is with you I have to feel in paradise.
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