I watch you while you write sentences that you will never let me read
on a diary that you buy the same every year and you won't change
From the pen come the words that fix
thoughts that only you can share with
br/>maybe they'll take you back there? where
indelible images resurface and I would like
Being in you to understand if
there? What am I and do I do? enough to give at least the idea of u200bu200bthe immensity? that by existing you made mine
I hear you singing verses by heart
of songs that I didn't even know you liked
what? enough to involve you
also why? you have never shared them with me but
maybe they belong to you, maybe they remind you of
indelible images and I would like
Being in you to understand if
there? What am I and do I do? enough to give at least the idea of u200bu200bthe immensity? that by existing you made mine

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