Impossible is everything
This weekend has been good, real good but sad at the same time because I knew it was a goodbye. I knew every kiss could be the last one and everytime I held you I was thinking…"will I do it again?". In fact, our last kisses and hugs were the best ones…I’ve never felt that happiness before, I was in heaven while I was holding you tight and hearing your heartbeats. Never felt so good, never been so full and complete. I wouldn’t change anything of you, I love you just the way you are…even when you’re hard and cruel, it hurts a lot but I like to think you’re kidding. I love trying to make you happy and satisfied, though you never tell me: "it’s been good" or "thanks". However, I can feel it deep inside, in the bottom of my heart I know you’re feeling as good as I do. Nowadays, I must get rid of this feelings…it’s gonna’ be the hardest part. I can’t stop loving you but I’ll try to leave you alone and not to press you anymore. I’d give my life to change your feelings about me but I can’t do no more. So, I’ll keep on loving, missing and needing you but you won’t have to hold it. Thanks for that weekend and for making me so damned happy. Impossible is everything, impossible is making you love me too and impossible is making me stop loving you. I’m so sorry but I love you…
