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tu mirada me dijo: acercate y besame despacio que esta noche somos libres,  visitemos el espacio

We wake up because the sunlight is dancing through the window with joy. My eyes are squinting as I stare into the atoms of those marvelous wintergreen iris's. Your face is soft like clouds, like oak honey, like syrup on pecan waffles. I can't resist to embrace you even if your hair is as messy as these sheets. I love your laughter, something like a carousel with youth screaming with content. An innocence of quantum rebellion that speaks of depression and heartbreak. A paradox. Your lips melt into mine like strawberry ice cream on a scorching evening in the summer. Maybe August came too fast, or maybe, September was the month I slowly fell in love again.

Ni en tus pensamientos más profundos podrías imaginar algo peor que la realidad.- Me dije como todas las noches, viendo morir lo poco que me quedaba de humano.