THE MOST DIFFICULT WRITING TO DO AND IS FOR YOU.

I told you a while ago that I needed to write for you, maybe I regret doing it, but that is what I
want now.

I don't know why I feel I have lost something from you, I don't know if I ever had it and if that's
how it was to have it again.

Every word I told you in the past has not changed now and every desire towards you is intact.

Every day I dream with a hug from you and sleep next to you, tell you poems while I look at you.
I wanted to avoid you, I didn't want this like that but I don't know why time goes by and this is
not going away. Recently I felt that for you it doesn't mean what I used to do and I just want to
run away.

But I am mean to myself and have continued to create illusions. I miss you like I've ever had you,
and I feel like I've lost something that I don't know what it is.

I have cried for you without you imagining it for a second, and I have also been happy with every
moment shared with you. I have dreamed of you countless times, every night you have been the
darkness where all my thoughts end.

We spend a lot of our time with each other, and I would still spend a thousand hours with you
and tell you the phrases of each song that makes me think of you. I would be here if you wanted
to go and then come back. Your silence has been far away! And yet I would allow you to kill me
with the fragrance of your soul.

For now, I just want to stop telling you things and not bothering you with my primitive
emotions. I think I said everything I have already told you in fragments, because although it
seems that I showed little, I am able to feel a lot.

If this only ended up as a dream in the deep darkness, it would have been the brightest dream,
which made fire in my heart, when I tried to turn it away it became the greatest flame.