Give me a chance, to make you see
The man I can really be.
I doubt that it can be hate
Altough I never questioned if you love me soulmate.
I miss those early mourning phone calls you use to make, whenever you felt lonely, or missguided and didn't know what to do, and wanted to talk to me just so that I could do my best to make you feel better.
I miss those opportunities I had to tell you a goodnight story, to make you cousy in your bed so you could sleep well, and wished for tomorrow's better day, in the arms of a man you desire and gives you happiness.
I miss the times we were together, walking along the park, could flavour the sweet smell of the sea, enjoying the beautiful sunseat falling behind the valley in that beautiful afternoon we had.
I remember the nights we had talking for hours, needing each other's company, to be side by side.
And I remember those nights where we were together where I was there conforting you during the night, knowing that you were ok, and I could protect you from anything and anyone.
I miss the moments, that we hug each other, which lasted more than the moment it did. I miss the times to taste the richest flavours of your sweeting lips.
All in all I Miss you Soul Sugar. My melody of life. My guiding light. My inspiration through the day, and my muse for all the things I do. Thinking in you, still, I fight for making you proud, of making you see, and not make you regret of the first choice you made, when you were dating with me.
I just want to be by your side whenever you need, to grab you by the time you fall, never letting anything hurt you.
Give me the chance to prove you that I can be what you most desire.
You know, I miss you.
I know I can't be flawlessly
But... do you still miss me?
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