The Day

Sometimes I think taht everything I feel is just a illusion

But sometimes I think I may be deluding myself, when i think so

Love you so much and want it with the same intensity

Forgive my seriousness, is a reaction of shyness in their presence

Your name wakes me from my dreams

His gaze made ​​me think:

Why looks me so, someone that i haven't?

I want to have it, I want to know how you can

With just one look change my days

I really want to know about your days

And one day, I want to talk you, about our days

This is the day I most hope

I ask the universe, conspires in my favor

A "no" will make me rest

A "yes" will make me live!

M.R.