I stopped speaking to the heart

I stopped speaking to the heart saddens my soul to know that you doubt my feelings and my truth. When a man loves as I do it in silence, looking asleep with a gesture, a smile, a caress, a poem, a flower planted a kiss on the lips to forward and get to the heart You make my skin hurt questions Questions that kill and do not come to do What do you think you can forget your face? Your hands, your body, your delivery, you all forget How your soft caresses me? That stained the color of love to my life How can you forget the melody of your speech? When your music reached the bottom of my soul at the time you wanted to enter. By thinking alone, I recognize every one of my many faults in my misinterpretation of love where I keep asking and demanding, even painful. I realize that we received when a boy crying with a cry demanded all or crying. I think that we are asking how far was I can not pretend to change the way to silence my sorrow for your attention.

I know I have not learned to love as I have not stopped wanting what I want, among other things, I can not forget what is mine and I can not leave to oblivion

everything that once learned has left a space of joy in me. Live the moment when I'm by your side and I feel it's my last breath. I do know that every time when you love me or am I that I do give ourselves without having to see tomorrow without fear fear what we had yesterday. Today is for me the morning, always have always wanted to be with you sometime. If my words do not sound as if my song you do not come to love can be my heart that speaks for itself that you want, at all, truly, Samuel Levy Akinin I stopped speaking to the heart saddens my soul to know that you doubt my feelings and my truth. When a man loves as I do it in silence, looking asleep with a gesture, a smile, a caress, a poem, a flower planted a kiss on the lips to forward and get to the heart You make my skin hurt questions Questions that kill and do not come to do What do you think you can forget your face? Your hands, your body, your delivery, you all forget How your soft caresses me?

That stained the color of love to my life How can you forget the melody of your speech? When your music reached the bottom of my soul at the time you wanted to enter. By thinking alone, I recognize every one of my many faults in my misinterpretation of love where I keep asking and demanding, even painful. I realize that we received when a boy crying with a cry demanded all or crying. I think that we are asking how far was I can not pretend to change the way to silence my sorrow for your attention. I know I have not learned to love as I have not stopped wanting what I want, among other things, I can not forget what is mine and I can not leave everything to oblivion once learned has left a space of joy in me. Live the moment when I'm by your side and I feel it's my last breath. I do know that every time when you love me or am I that I do give ourselves without having to see tomorrow without fear fear what we had yesterday. Today is for me the morning, always have always wanted to be with you sometime.

If my words do not sound as if my song you do not come to love can be my heart that speaks for itself that you want, at all, truly Akinin Samuel Levy