tarde a la noche

Late at night I can only hope for your breath still lingering on my pillow, still hanging in the air in my cold bedroom, on my bed where you last laid.

I can only hope for your smile the next time I see you, for a kiss on my lips the next time you see me, for your arms around me when you can’t wait any longer.

For the stars to appear above us the next time we look at the sky, for the rain to fall when you are feeling sad, for the sun to shine on us when we want to go outside.

I can hope for many things and for anything, if it’s with you.

But what I love the most, is that at last I can have hope.

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