
Feel me… Every morning when you wake up as if it were the warm light of the new day, which impetuously passes through the glass of your window to illuminate your face, while I gently caress your lips to give you a kiss.

Feel me… Every morning when you wake up as if it were the warm light of the new day, which impetuously passes through the glass of your window to illuminate your face, while I gently caress your lips to give you a kiss.
Last night I woke up crying, because I dreamed that you were walking away from me and although it may seem unreal; you were sleeping, as Juliet shouted “Romeo, Romeo, where are you that I do not see you?” Do not laugh at me! Because it was a terrible nightmare, to think that I was losing you.
But I am with you! And when I woke up, I opened my eyes and felt your breath; as I caressed and saw you next to me. What a wonderful gift and privilege! To be able to wake up, to realize that it was just an awful dream. That instead it is a wonderful reality. To have you for me!