quarta-feira, setembro 09, 2020

I miss talking
Laughting 
Miss you every morning
Day
And night
I miss you  inside my bed sleeping tide.where are you now
I dont see  youl aymore
I miss your smile
Your eyes
I miss your parfume at my head
I want more
Not just words
Surprise me




For what
what?
poorly spoken story
I hate this virus
that deprives me of the world
For what
feel this pain
When I only have love
you cry
And I respect your pain
why do you kiss me
If you don't love me
why you call me love
If you don't sleep with me in bed at night
why i lost you
And I call you my love?