Nothing last forever and that´s what scares me; because every passing minute is chance to turn it all around either good or bad. But what is life without the bad experiences because we grow stronger from them and sweet is never as sweet without the without the taste of sour. That´s why I´m writing this letter as you lay next to me and I can´t stop staring at you. I wish that I could be a singer to sing you the most beautiful song ever, I wish that I could be a painter to enhance your body and scent on my drawings so you´ll be with me all the time, I wish that I could be a famous writer and write the novel about love, about you, about me; about us and so the whole wide world would read about it and know how I feel about you.
I will like to take all of the stars from the sky and give them to you. A letter could never explain my feeling towards you because they are too big and different, I know that time goes by so fast and we don´t take the time to express our feelings; that we just take things for granted and that’s is why now that I have time I want you to know that I love you and that I am grateful for having you in my life and I will like to express it now that I have you with me.
I want to grow old with you, live in the same house with you, wake up every morning with your warm body next to mine and when I close my eyes to go to sleep the last thing that I’ll see is you beautiful face.
Sometimes we are so afraid to show our feeling because we don’t want to be hurt and so we keep them until we think that I will be safe to do so, but as the world spins so fast so is time along with it and if we don’t take the chance to look at the great things that life offer us we just miss them without even knowing that there were there all along; that is why I am taking my time now and see all that I have and when I look at you sleeping next to me and I hear you breath I can’t stop thinking about how lucky I am and I don’t want to waste another second to show you and tell you how much that I love you and I need you in my life.
As you lay on my bed and wonder in your own thoughts and dreams I write to you but now is the time to meet in dreams and continue our journeys always knowing that we are there for each other even if we don’t see the other with our own eyes because our hearts beat at the same pace and that’s how we communicate and find each other.
The compass is my heart and my north is you; dear sleeping lover.
JPablo Marin.
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