Again, again, and again..
Every day is the same thing, you’re not with me, and I’m not with you. Both know that our thoughts are related one by one. Whenever we talk, wherever we meet, we are made for the other. You and I know it. Why is so hard for you to realize? Your mind is sucked for quicksand, or someone named “nobody”? You have changed twice; first, that day when someone appeared in your life and got stucked on you. Second; since the last two or three weeks, (I bet the month) you were different. It hasn’t meant anything, at least not at all.
That's me, when you go away.
I try to give you the main part of my existence: my time. Do you mind getting interested on me, at least for a second? I don’t ask for anything else than seeing me as your good friend. I’ve shown it to you through my actions.
I know that we are connected, but… Stop of giving up me! I’m not interested about your past lives; I only wanted to make you know that I am catastrophically in love with you. Even if you’re my known unknown friend.
I cling to your memory, your smile, and your charms.
I wonder if you have loved me, if you haven’t slept at least one night trying to forget that we’re not a couple. To me it is okay; I realized that society is the one that gives a title, the one that asks you for that, love is not love, as Shakespeare said. However, you need it for “making the things well”, but thanks for anything, thanks for everything, thanks for giving me a part of your existence as I did, thanks for giving me you time and I bet that your thoughts.
You go to a different place, when your place is next to me