🌹💜I wish it was yesterday,
and still be unaware
of what is about to happen,
like an overripe fruit
that from the tree is about to fall.
I could look at you for the last time
with a dreamy look,
not pierced by disenchantment,
with the last dream still intact,
locked inside my palm.
I would have wished so much
be the first drop of rain
to touch your face,
with the presumption of not drowning
inside a puddle,
full of regrets, at dusk,
when our story
it was about to end.
The sun is going down now,
crashing down on me,
I am preparing to face,
overwhelmed by anguish,
the new day without you,
picking up the crumbs
of what's left of us,
aware that those moments
they will remain etched forever
even in your eyes.
The romantic moon
he turns his back on me,
it seems bland to me,
seems offended.
I'll sleep tonight
with the light on.💜💖💗💕💓💘💞💝
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