JAV (2/1/2002 / )


I'm attached to you,
but I love someone else,
I love you.

I miss you in my arm,
I miss your face,
I miss everything about you.

Now you think I don't care about you,
that my eyes are in another person,
that I'll never come back to you.

But you're wrong,
I'm not that kind of person,
I'm that kind of person that'll come back,
that will never forget others,
that will never hate others.

Now wait for me,
because I'm going,
you must hold my hand,
if you really care about me,
and don't let me fall from this rope.

by Jorge Arturo Valles Anguiano

Other poems of VALLES ANGUIANO (89)

Comments (0)

There is no comment submitted by members.