You’re perfume stalks me. I already realized it and sometimes is kind of annoying. The other day I was at the movies by myself and yep, it was there. He thought I hadn't noticed but there he was following me again; I have thought that sometimes it leaves you to become my spy, to know if I like other perfumes or to remind me that it continues to bring me the sweetest memories and in a sigh of thoughts, he caught me smiling. It gets on my nose holes and try to convince me you’re around, when you’re not even closer. I don't know and I'm curious how he manages to find me so easily. He also makes me ask myself if my perfume has followed you sometime? I try to ignored it but it's such a weirdo... It appears mysteriously and once he realize that I felt it, it is when it disappears. But where is it going? Anyways, even though, lately I didn’t want anything that reminds me of you, your perfume watch my every steps and I have to confess that I love it and sometimes I miss it.

Staring at you. while I lay on the night sky I see your face. I see your eyes, your curls, your grace, I don’t want to stop staring in any case. I see stars that transforms in your arms, I see your hands, your fingers Playing your guitar. So close and yet so far, Even as an astronaut I couldn’t reach your heart, so pure, so clean, so full of art, I wish I could go back to the start.

It took me a while and few mistakes to realize that, If i could dream a perfect life, it will all start and end with you, for I can never, ever feel, the way I feel when I'm with you. The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasure experiences, all were greatest things with you because darling, you're my precious treasure and i will forever be in love with you. Happy Valentines Day. (Late post )