We sit in front of the restaurant. I watch mesmerized your lips, you're talking about something that is not listening I admire your perfect lips move soundlessly and whisper the words "I love you" without your knowledge. I can not stop, I repeat one hundred times or maybe more, you do not watch my mouth and you do not notice. Meanwhile, listen to the letters that say, to make the magical notes that vibrate my heart, and wait for those letters broken unite to give meaning to your smile, your redness and sweetness to your look with a yearning that I leads to burst into tears while returning home through a park.
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