Friday, July 17, 2015

Contigo.

Quiero pasar todos los días de mi vida a tu lado. Nada, absolutamente nada, vale más la pena que tú. Te amo, no quiero estar ni un segundo sin ti. Quiero estar siempre contigo.

Monday, July 13, 2015

Pefume.

Mi almohada huele a perfume, pero no el tuyo. A decir verdad ... creo que no recuerdo como es el tuyo.

Vacations.

I miss you. It does cheer me up a little bit that you're coming soon, but you'll be leaving again before I even have the chance to make up for the time away. I hate being like this. I wish we could be together more often. It saddens me that when we're supposed to have more time for each other, we hardly spend it together. And it's not like I don't want to go, there no way I'd say that because I know you really enjoy it, but ... I'm left alone. I don't know if you feel the way I do, I don't think so. I don't know if you miss me like I do, unbearably sometimes. I wish you said so, I wish you missed me.