Reminiscing

My love,I never stop loving you.I love you more than yesterday,but less than tomorrow. I know I am your nina bonita muah

If he could look at me like that again,

I would feel safe,

I would feel unhurt.

I feel these tears,

They flow so much,

Because I miss him

I miss him,

I miss our times,

I miss never doubting I was his,and he was my mine.

I miss everything,

And when he doesn't call,

I doubt he feels the same.

Never I forget our  good moments,

I want so much more.

Sometimes I feel so hopeful and others so hopeless.

But I hear the vallenato,

My heart smiles,

My stuffy nose and teary eyes-

They feel for him,

More than any other,

I miss him,I can't say it enough,

My friend,my love,my complementing touch,

His lips were the first I've ever kissed,

First cuddles,holding hands,days of delightful bliss.