I wonder…

What do you see when you open your eyes in the morning?
What do you eat for breakfast?
How do you like your coffee?
Who is that on the phone when it rings during the day?

When you wake up in the middle of the night, do you walk barefoot to the kitchen?
What do you think about when you are in bed staring at the ceiling lamp?

Do you sing in the shower?
Do you put on some music?
Do you dress up in the bathroom or you go to your room, and you wet the floor, and throw the wet towel on your bed?
Do you talk to yourself in the mirror? What do you say?

What is your favorite dish?
Do you like sushi?
Sea food?
Would you split a salad with me?

What do you see through your window?
What kind of objects decorates your living room?
What's the last thing you do before leaving home?

What kind of music do you listen to when you drive?

When you get home, do you watch TV?
Do you read a book? Do you get online?
When you open your e-mail box, are you expecting for something special ?
What kind of e-mail you delete?

What you totally dislike?
What do you think when you are alone in the dark?
What is that you dream about?
What’s your last thought before closing your eyes?

What do you want?
What do you wish?
What do you crave for?
What do you miss?

Which one of your answers would bring you to me?


Missing with an H

I miss you like hell!

What the hell is hell doing in the same line as you?
You are heaven itself.

Can I miss you like heaven ?
Heaven with an H
as in Hug
as in Honey
as in Half
as in Heart ?

Let me stop missing you, baby.

Come here with an H
as in happy.


Can you hear me when I miss you?

Can you hear me when I tell stories about you, even if I don't say your name?
Can you read the words I write quoting your lines?
Can you see me in your dreams when you hug me in mine?
Can you smell my perfume when I look at the moon wondering where on earth can you be?
Can you hear me asking myself over and over again what did I do so wrong?
Can you feel me crying?
Can you even remember me?

Can you?

Some days I can live with all that, you know?
But there are the other days. Days I really want to cry.
Days I'd kill to see you. Days I'd die for hearing your voice for two seconds... Just two seconds: enough for you to pronounce the words: "I miss you."
I'd do anything...Anything...

Can you hear me?

why if you are inside of me?





You've been part of my past life
away, you've been in the back of my mind
you are back to my dreaming nights
you'll be forever in this crazy heart

you should