One facet least Nosecuantos days actually crossed. And I keep waking up hugging an empty hole. And you will see, I have 16, do not pretend to have a furnished house and a bed for two. Just one night (although for the asking, ask 365 nights a year). Just a quiet night to spend it with you, and the first thing you see and note the awakening is to you, your breathing. But like so I know it is not feasible (at least for now). I imagine it. I imagine endless sunrises with you, and each one more special. Maybe bring me breakfast in bed and I put something I do not like us and we would finish what you eating you. Or maybe me and bring me love and then you kiss between bites, with every sip that gives the coffee. Or bring me ever, and we chop, and the discussion ends with a pillow fight with tickling s included. I may wake up before me, and wait for you to wake you up. Because I know that I love to watch as you sleep. Others will wake me, and tired of looking at you (although it seems impossible for that to happen) with a whisper in the ear and a tender kiss on the lips. Stand up and pretend there is such a hurry that we can not wait to take a shower one after another, and though there was no need for that excuse to shower together. There will also be in a hurry sunrises, rain, wanting to stay in bed, faces serious fatigue, but will be full of yourself. So that, after all, are not bad. Good morning arrive at the same time be good nights, in which we have "seen" so much as the sun falling from the bed. Every morning I'll tell you without words that you want. You
, lying in my bed
is when I do not want anything
Nothing I need when I have you
in all my tomorrows.
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