2010-06-24 09:20:30esperanza
always
trying to be a good listener.
But actually I'm afraid of myself,
not good or deep enough to be your companion.
I always remember that quick glance,
while we were walked together.
Just like that,
a quick glance,
that moment.
I have feeling something but,
we both back away in a same time.
I always feeling that touch,
incidentally or on purpose.
Suddenly something close to me,
hold my breath,
control my mind.
But suddenly set me free.
I always guessing you,
I always hiding myself,
I always losing...
anything.