I knew you were not coming back, although I confess that I tried to convince myself that someday you would knock on my door, or I would see your number on my screen again. It was so even though something deep inside me said it; I will not see the curve that forms your lips when smiling, nor will your voice hear my name. That I must resign myself and accept, like all, the reality. You left, and that's how I got lost in the world trying to find in the places that we share the love that we were spending, that we consume in each embrace. Several meters from your skin, when you left that night, I understood every silence, and it became dense the dawn in the hope that you remember that I never sleep, that you could find me awake while the city lay in its daily lethargy. Many times I wondered if there was any moment in which you think to me, I think that no answer would surpass mine, I no longer thought to you, I invoked you with the memory. Without mentioning you could hear my voic...
Welcome to Andres' Blog, here you found everything that you want. ♥ Twitter: @OverdosingFENTY SC: AndrewG4L IG: SHExBARBIE