I get up thinking about you, it bothers me, if I molesta y me incomoda levantarme pensando en ti porque sé que este día solo una cosa ocupara mi mente: tú.
Me levanto con la certeza de te has paseado por mis sueños, siempre que eso pasa apareces al día siguiente.
Me levanto con la seguridad de que tú has amanecido igual, y no hace falta que me lo digas, no hace falta que nadie diga nada porque es algo que se sabe.
Me levanto y sé que hoy será un día raro, un día de deambular entre los recuerdos y el pasado.
I wake up with that connection that only you and I feel it makes me turn up the stomach and skin erice
I get angry because I know full well that despite all that there will be no talks or laugh, or touch, no kisses, no hugs or you want between you and me.
I get screwed because this is the best thing that could happen.
I get up and fantasize with thousands of possibilities that are not and will not be because we decided to split ways
I get up and sit bad because you interrupt me life, you get in the way, I have not given permission to leave where I had buried.
I get up and I have wanted to scream because I know this will happen to me always appear when I least expect and I have to put up with until you decide to leave my head again.
I wake up and remember that mice and badgers, captains and mermaids, suns and moons can not be together because in the end the differences between them.
I wake up and remember that mice and badgers, captains and mermaids, suns and moons can not be together because in the end the differences between them.
little word of the girl mouse
little word of Miss Mouse 
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