Ver como todos creen tener el derecho de rozarle, cuando yo no creo tan si quiera tener el honor de su mirada.
El tener miedo a perderle cuando ni siquiera me pertenece, o el hecho de sentir envidia sin ser ni siquiera mío.
Esos ojos que me hacen olvidar el verdadero color del mar, esos labios que me hacen enloquecer por el deseo del sabor.
El placer del gusto de probar esa carne que antes fue pura para mí, el ansia de querer hacerla mia aunque fuera por un fugaz plazo de tiempo.
Saber que no puedo hacer nada para merecerle, saber que soy incapaz de permitir que tenga algo inferior a lo que merece.
Preguntarme por qué nos enamoramos de quien no podemos tener, preguntarme por qué únicamente unos pocos son correspondidos.
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See how everybody believes they have the right to touch him, when I don't believe I have the honor of his gaze.
Being afraid to lose him when he not even belongs to me, or the fact of feeling envy without being even mine.
Those eyes that make me forget the true color of the sea, those lips that make me go crazy for the wish of the taste.
The pleasure of the taste of trying that meat that was once pure for me, the desire to want to make it mine even for fleeting time.
Knowing that I can do nothing to deserve him, knowing that I'm incapable of allowing him to have something less than he deserves.
Asking me why we fall in love with who we can't have, wondering why only a few are reciprocated.
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Inspirational attacks
RandomHere I'm going to upload all my inspirational attacks of poetry or prose. I'm going to upload it in English and in Spanish. _____________________________________________________________________________________ Aquí colgaré todos mis ataques de insp...
