CALL

Ya han pasado 2 o 3 días, Y no me has vuelto ha llamar. Me atrevo a pensar de ti que me estas dejando de querer. Casi es medianoche, aún sigo esperando tu llamada, sentado junto al teléfono, Para no perderme ninguna llamada. De pronto suena el teléfono. Contesto apresuradamente, esperando que fueras tú quien me esta llamando. Como quisiera llamarte, pero no me atrevo, por miedo a que me dirás o si no me contestarás. Ya viene aclarando el día y yo estoy desvelado. Esperando tu llamada, junto al teléfono.

Poema: Esperando tu llamada

Already 2 or 3 days have happened and you have not called me. I dare to think that you would stop to love me. Almost it is a midnight, even I continue waiting for your call, I sat close to the telephone, no call to get lost. Suddenly the telephone sounds. I answer hurriedly hoping that were you. That calling. Since it wanted to call you, but I do not dare, for fear that you will say to me or if you were not answering me. Already it comes clarifying the day and I have not slept. Waiting for your call, close to the telephone.

Poem: Waiting for your call

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Take The LooK
Coat/Abrigo – Zara
Slippers/Zapatillas – Marypaz (new)
Jersey – Berska (old)
Leggins – Calcedonia

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