Fieras.

Indomable, te perdí.
Indomable, me domé.
Huí.
Me jugué la vida frente a tí.
Perseguiste y trajiste a casa la cena; la presa.
Tocaste la puerta. La que dejé abierta.
Despierta.

Ms.

I miss that minimal distance between your eyes, your lips and your heart.

I miss that minimal distance between what you see, what you think and what you feel.

I miss that minimal distance between one and another story hidden in your fingertips.

I miss finding each other in our eyes and remembering ourselves behind our eyelids.

I actually don't miss the strange being we turn into when we miss each other.