Some days it's really hard not to talk to you. My mind is constantly thinking of you, your smile, your eyes, your hands. I have always tried to hide my feeling for you. I have discovered I'm quite good at it. But at the end of the day, my last thought before close my eyes is always for you. Sometimes you come to visit me in my dreams. And I wake up trying to carry the feeling of your hand in mine to the real world. There is always a smile on my face those mornings. When you don't appear in my dreams there is always something during the day that remind me of you. A landscape I wish you could see next to me, a dish I think you could appreciate, a song that could became our song and we could dance it out. These thoughts make me always smile but then they go away along with those moments of happiness and leave a hole in my chest. And the only thing that could fill that hole is one of your hugs. But you are not here. You will never be here next to me. Maybe one day we will meet again but you will never be there for me. I will dream of you until someone else will take your place. And I hope next time I will fall in love with someone that can love me back.
