SUNDAY // Digital Photo 

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Every morning when the sun comes out, the light comes in through my window… And it wakes me up and make me realize you’re not there, it was a dream, one more day thinking of you, one more night making you mine. I’d like to know if you’re going through the same. If you’re nervous when you see me in front of people, if you ask yourself if I think of you, if you want to be with me once more. I’ve never been afraid of being close to someone, sometimes I even feel observed, I feel like everybody notices, my looks, my breathing, my desire for everything.
Sometimes I’d like to be like everyone else, that when they hand-shake you, hug you, kiss your cheek, laugh with you, only like that, naturally, but sometimes I feel fortunate, I feel fortunate that we are accomplices, in which sometimes we remember and smile, crying we miss each other, but there’s some effect in our bodies remembering what we’ve lived, is almost nothing I know… but because of that I’m going to find the way to find the way to stay on your side, but not secretly… Or perhaps I will… but continue, and I’ll promise to create the perfect story for you.