But I got Scared

That afternoon,
The one,
in which you told me
with your serene voice,
That you loved me.

With only 

those three words,

you confiscated my heart,

Forever.

I can depict that moment,

the moment,

Where you made me

feel special,

with just

one word...

Perfect.

Everything felt,

like a dream until,

That one day,

The day I was,

audacious to

embark on a journey with you,

but I got scared.

The day we went on a date,

and I screw up everything,

Everything I had with you.

The day my heart, 

completely broke.

I had an inkling

that after this day,

everything was going to be over.

You decided,

Talking to me  

on a Monday afternoon.

You came to me,

to do something you hadn't do the whole day,

Speak to me. 

I knew you wanted to tell me,

That you just wanted to be just friends,

I took the risk to talk first,

just to avoid what you were going to say..

Because I didn't know if it,

was going to be bad or not. 

I just wanted to avoid,

to feel more sad,

to feel more the pain,

of a broken heart. 

Telling you everything in a prudent way.

Telling you everything with a lackadaisical voice.

Telling you lies and stupid excuses like,

I didn't like you anymore.

I was,

Just to try to show you,

That I did not care,
if you told me everything was over.

That I was strong,

When everything was totally the opposite.

Now,

I see you hugging other girls,

kissing them on their cheeks.

That really rankles me,

because by seeing that,

I feel jealous because for that single moment,

they have my whole world,

in their body and cheeks.

I am trying,

to get over you.

Trying,

To forget everything about you.

Everything,

That makes you who you are..

That makes you, 

the man I still love.

I know,

We are still really good friends but, 

It's really difficult talking to you,

'cause when I talk to you,

I realize,

I love you,

and when I realize I love you,

I remember,

You are never going to be mine again.

I Miss You Merce

You always,
Looked at me different,
You looked at me,
As if I was,
Your daughter.
You thought,
I was my mother when she was little.
You never knew,
Who I really was.
I never knew,
The real Merce.
The one,
That was not in a wheel chair.
The one,
That played cards and games.
The one,
Who could speak.
The one,
Who could think,
In the present,
Not in the past.
I always wished,
I could have had,
really speak to you,
about everything.
I always wished,
You would,
Be someone,
I could have had,
Count on with everything.
Even though,
I really didn't,
Get to know the real Merce,
Just with your presence,
Just with your smiles,
Just with your looks,
You got into my heart.
Now that your not here,
I miss,
All the special looks,
All the special smiles,
I just,
Miss you.

Perfect

You look so beautiful,

Every girl tries to emulate you,

Every single girl.

You’re popular,

And never fail at anything.

All the boys like you,

Every single boy,

They can’t stop looking at you...

You and your perfect hair,

Perfect smile,

Perfect eyes,

Perfect personality,

Perfect life,

Everything in you is just perfect.

You have,

Every ones attention,

Everything I had wished for.

When I am with you,

This little green eyed monster,

Pops into my mind.

Next to you,

I am like air,

Invisible.

Why can’t my life,

Be like yours.

Why can’t I,

Be like you.