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letter for my boy.

>> lunes, 14 de diciembre de 2009

Baby:

Well, it`s OK. I haven't seen you in several days, I haven't listened your voice or watched your eyes. I haven't listened you laugh... oh god, your laughing. There's anything in the world more pure than feel the joy in your lips and eyes while you're laughing? Well if somebody has the answer please let me know 'cause I'm stuck in your light brown eyes, with those little darker lines that are like going out from the pupil... I left the subject. Ehm, well, I was saying just that I miss you so hard. And yet I have a long way to see you again, and I just can't wait so long. I need you here and now... But we've to stay at home reading those tedious papers and doing maths and..., fuckin study! All I ask for is you, is that so hard? I hate you for been lazy. I hate me for been lazy. And now the night is coming... I have to tell you, the mornings and nights without you are the most difficult part of the day, and is twice a day, for several days, But, it's OK (and I start to go crazy). When I go to sleep, there's nothing I want more than have you next to me, hug you and put my head in your chest while you softly coddle my back, shoulders and neck... And that's all, then I outline a little smile in my lips, and I fall sleep, so comfortable and happy, full of the most amazing feeling I've ever felt. You know I could easily get used to that -sleeping next to you every night, in our king-size bed with white sheets, ups, I went to far with imagination-.God... if I keep telling you every little moment I enjoy next to you, this could be the guiness for the longest letter. So I'm gonna stop, and honey, let me tell you:

There's no life without you. I love you.
Your girlfriend.