Morris Albert - Feelings

Some characters from a book I read made me write this... another insanity, for you.

The will to remember your face chases me...
It's like a forbidden desire.
I figure it all in my head:
your way of moving, your body, your eyes, your look.
There are so many hidden words in that look!
A look of passion... of illusion...
Who knows?
Almost everything in you is a mistery
What a strange personality!

Do you feel the same tension mixed
with a frightening overwhelming attraction?

There's a wall between us
but at the same time a strong magnetism
that pull us to one another.

Is that you??? I'm really sure of that.
Even if I could, I can't stand to imagine the moment
that I would hear from you (or read) the truth.
It makes me suffer; your silence, your despise...

If only we could talk
one day...
About our feelings, the day things happened...

I know it's dangerous
to be near, to be close to our fears,
our repressed dreams or wills...

I wonder where you are now,
what you are doing,
if you think more of me
than I think of you...

Maybe I'm just stupid
for being,... and thinking,... and feeling like this.

Someday your coldness and distance will kill my feelings
and this will turn nothing more than a memory that will probably fade away... (Abril, 2011)