After a long time without seen my secret love, I still think about him.
Weird is this feeling because tonight I felt connect it to him, again.
I don't hate him or miss him because the love that I have is still the same.
I don't write like I used to but he is still my inspiration.
I wonder if he miss me or ask to his pillow about me all I know is that
I love him.
I wish I could fix the mistakes that we made in the past,
I wish I could kiss your lips one more time,
I wish I could move on like you did,
but I can't.
December 07, 2010
Andry Vilorio (A.V.)
