Sometimes I lie in bed all night… I can’t close my eyes, Bonita. I lie in bed and think of you all night… Ironic, isn’t it? You’d think how… Peaceful and beautiful you are… How calm you make me… Should put me right to sleep… But I can’t. Are you even human? You seem to good to be true. Bonita, te quiero. Remember how we met? Remember how awkward that was? No one here has to know ;)…. But that damn awkward… I can’t believe you’re as beautiful as this… To let it all go… I never thought I’d laugh about it ever… But not only am I laughing about it, I’m laughing about it with you…
I’m so sorry we can’t be together this Christmas… I can’t feel your touch… See your smile… Feel your lips… Your eyes are a completely different world… I’m not weird when I stare into them for a while… They’re just so beautiful ;)… I love how half the time you laugh at my jokes when they’re not even funny… And I realize it and then we actually start laughing about your attempts to make me seem funny… I love how you make me go crazy with that smile you always do… I love how you tell me to give you my jacket when it’s cold… You already know I’ll agree, so why ask? I love your logic… But we’re still so young. Hopefully this grows, my dear Bonita. Hopefully we can get married and have little niños of our own… So I can see you for the rest of my life, until I die.
Te quiero, Bonita. Te quiero mucho.
T.A. para Bonita.
