Yesterday I woke up thinking of you love

saying that I loved you, that nothing mattered to me and always appreciated in my life were.

I said how happy that made my heart smile and the sky was blue

there was no problem, you always so friendly, so tameable…

How to let this love end?

if we are so complementary, so perfect, so lucky…

But what I do, honey? Today I woke up and felt the heat

decided I wanted to call and do not care

I did not want to hear the voice, I need space, I do not know anything about your heart

I realized that I love you, you're not enough my heart vine

felt that everything that I forgot yesterday.

But what I love if I wake up tomorrow and I have your smell?

if it affects me so much that came to mourn

I would think I did wrong, and would not understand what was my intention

to tell you to go qe qe do not come back for me, do not qiero wounded.

I cared so much yesterday, today I am ashamed to look you in the face

I do not want to see suffering and then began to repent