Tell Me Where You Are / where you're sleeping at night ...
I thought that a day without mourn after so many weeks would be a first step, but has only been a short break: (.
And a while ago, I wrote this:
Because you know to be my mother, my father, my older brother and even my little brother.
Because you know to be my companion, my rival, my confidante and my best friend.
Because you know love me, I miss you.
Because you know tell me and tell you.
Because you scold me and congratulate me know.
Because you have known to ask and answer.
Because you know love me, I miss you .
For all those Tuesday of rain, such sunsets, sunrises and those coffees such half-light.
For all the tears that I've missed, which I have dried and that I've avoided.
For all that sincerity, understanding and all that all your good work.
Because you know love me, miss.
Because you know make my roses orchids.
Because you managed to make a world of eighteen miles.
Because you managed to make half an hour a sigh.
Because you know love me, miss.
For all these dinners, birthdays and bridal showers.
For your friends, by my family and all those nights out together.
For you, for me, and all those nights we shared.
Because you know love me, miss.
For all the excitement, how easy it was the beginning and the invisible which is the end.
For every month we share and those to come.
for all "in your house or mine?" For all the excuses and the Queen Size.
Because you know love me, miss.
For Pontevedra, by Bueu for Cangas, by Chapela, of Vigo and Porrino.
For that half of February and at that April 11.
For all the banality and any injustice.
Because you know love me, miss.
For everything you have done and by the end of the world.
On the nights sleep you have given me and what I've taken.
For all the days when all you've been and where you're gone. Because you know
love me, miss.
For the Trident Neapolitan mint and chocolate.
For these boat races, and those to come.
For all that I've written and never read.
Because you know love me, miss. In Frangullas
the Corner, Pizza and Faster Mobile Meals.
For the H7, the H8 and the Chocolate OpenCor.
For the cookies at midnight and breakfast in the morning.
Because you know love me, miss.
On cold nights in Cardiff.
At last year and by the night kings.
For you to stay at Christmas ...
Because you know love me, miss.
For the cream of Carrefour.
For all those days of shopping and movie nights.
For all the breaks in my house and every evening in yours.
Because you know love me, miss.
For when you can not get angry.
For when you get stubborn and you win.
For the smiles that make me sick and why I dedicate.
Because you know love me, miss.
For all those hugs at night and kisses in the morning.
for us.
For everyone, for everything ...
Because you know love me, miss.
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