One day I woke up and in the bed I looked to the side and I didn't see you, I thought; Where is my half? Did I get up looked for the rooms of the house and didn't I find you, where are you? I remembered the balcony that you love to be looking at the stars and I went running to meet with the certainty that you would be there sentadinha looking at the moon to pass, but when in the balcony I arrived, just a letter found. And the letter said; I want "you, but more I cannot be, good-bye!"
On that moment the longing ran in my veins and the despair pulsed in my heart, tears ran for my face and a mystery started to take bill of that doubt that appeared; Why did she leave, why?
And in half that despair of longings opens my eyes, eye to the side and I see you in the bed as an angel, I discover that everything didn't pass of a dream. That diminish!
I try to wake up you to count the dream and to give a hug, more you don't wake up. I kiss you, I call you and you don't react... I don't want to believe in that! I arrive sticking to in the arms calling you, but you to press him/it of the heart no longer he/she has... "His/her letter", now I understand, he/she loves me, but more it cannot be with me, he/she said goodbye to me forever my love.
Now alone it remained me the longing in the balcony, memories and his/her sweet smell in our bed.
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