No poetry

I have felt so much fear my whole life. 

That´s why I like you, you and your fellows.
In you, I have found the braveness to show your catastrophe, your sadness and your delusion poetically, so beautifully.

That´s why I admire you,
that´s why I let you love me without loving me
when I miss you, what I miss is that inner decadency exploding instead of falling into pieces inside, melting my cornered soul
You and your memories water me with spontaneity.

And I see myself so ridiculous to your eyes
that I should never come back to your lair.
But as I said
That what I like most about you
retains me foolishly and playfully 

To S.B

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