Last year, this time of the year, I truly didn’t think I could feel this love for anyone.
Not even for you.
– Me quieres?
– Por qué me preguntas algo así, cuando sabes que te amo con todo mi corazón?
And JUST in one moment I realized you were the love of my life, and it killed me not to be able to ask you to stay by my side.
I’m really scared of you. Not because of what you are capable of doing to me, but because of what i have done without you even asking, or what i would be capable of doing if you dared to try me a bit
The depth of this intensity consists of my own misunderstanding: I don’t even get myself, so how am I supposed to understand you?