Many times I do not understand, because suddenly everything becomes so complicated. What happen? What happens to me when I am by your side?
Because reason dislocates my logic in which I lose the notion of time and I do not find a return.
Many times I'm speechless in front of what I know, that's how I invent this space that I do not think deserves
It's just not living, it's just not existing.
If I go to the letters it is in favor of my muses admiring you in the illusion of a story in which you star, because to think you cry, you call them infinite. Only part of this my war although pretend that you do not know. Do not try to run away when many times even if you shut up just simulating your smile calms my ills.
And maybe I'll get you to understand what happens?
When in the consciousness of your heart are deliberately sculpted the feeling that moved God to enjoy his creation.
I know that you do not ignore what my innate soul but I do not know what stops those that your desires invite.
I am here, right in the direction of your truth and I do not know that if I play your version, I only intend to show you that even being humble in human condition I can give you love and loyalty.