I want to vent

I dream of you, I miss you, I think of you.

You don't know how much I desire

to look you in the face and tell you everything I feel.

I clung to the past

while the years quickly pass

the idea of not being able to have you

traps me during that lapse

But it wasn't like that, I was afraid to tell you everything that was happening inside me.

I hid, I got lost, I sat down, I was afraid of losing you and not having a story to tell.

I was enchanted just by seeing your smile, and seeing your eyes that sparkle every time I looked at you.

Your sweet voice would create those melodies, turning every word into a beautiful tune

I felt like you were singing to me

because you only looked at me

when you were performing the song

that made me decide to listen to your sweet voice

Now it has turned into our very own love story

When I cried, you dried my tears, you sat close to me waiting for me to calm down, because you always worry about how I am, you held my hand until I fell asleep, leaving me peaceful so I could wake up calmer and continue with my day to day

Now I spend my time missing you, thinking about you, imagining you in my dreams and in my life.

You are the person I suffer for day after day, and my life is no longer the same since I clung to that stupid lie that now lives in my nightmares.

Now I have to suffer your departure from the distance I marked by walking instead of running to hold your hand again.