I ask not knowing if it is right.
I ask because my body demands it.
Because my skin needs.
I know that if you love me then I will be happy
know I will be happy.
But what happens when I discover my phobias and dust off my hobbies?
When you discover that in summer the sun makes me cranky and I love winter because I have stockings frio.
¿Será capaz de aguantar mis sonrisas en la noche?
¿Será capaz de aguantar que me fascina comer mango en la cama?
¿Que me excita verla trabajar?
Mi cuerpo le pide a gritos que se enamore de mi.
Le ruega al cielo que algún santo le cumpla el sueño aunque no llegue realmente a mirar el cielo porque hay un techo blanco que lo impide.
If I could fall in love with me then would watch while I cook every day thinking that if you buy the food burns.
If I could fall in love with me would give it the stars to shine for the simple fact that the half-light is seen even more beautiful.
But what happens when you discover that I have a fear of spiders and I'm too lazy to drive?
When you discover that like everyone with a knife and fork, and I hate that I talk with my mouth full, "it will run?
I love more, be scared and do you look for someone normal?
As I tell my body that does not speak, who did not cry, do not seek it.
If I just want to make you love me.
Will he go when you realize that I like to cuddle?
Do I love when the wake up because I love the smell kisses?
Will my side when I know not that I hate cooking and cleaning toilets?
I love her and you cry alone ...
How to Deal ME.
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