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Sweeter

Just because "these hands of mine".


It's just a weekend...

It’s hard to think about a weekend without you. What am I supposed to do without your hand to hold my hand?! I know, two days… it’s just a weekend. But what can I do with this hole that grows up in my soul?! I don’t know… 
Feeling alone makes me think about my life, about how I’m blessed with your love! Yes, I’m telling you how much I miss you, because I love you and I want to scream for everybody listen to it: Hey, I love you! I can’t live without you, your hug, without you smile, without your touch…
That’s why I’m telling you how being far from you kills me. If I could, I would live my life with you: the same house, the same bed, the same thoughts! But life is not a dream… and I’m here, alone…


PS: I don’t wanna hurt you with these words. You, better than me, know who I am: I need to talk about my feelings to feel better. Writing makes me feel next to you (I know, it’s crazy but it’s true).

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