Between your letters
you got to me,
I felt like the ink was sticking,
until one day I discovered that my eyes were looking for you between the lines,
You don't know how many times I reread you

You say you're a tough guy
forged in the street of boy-rascal action,
curious and misunderstood,
Your little world seemed small to you,
and now with so many twists
want ...
What do you want, tough boy?

From someone who beats your broken heart,
that it never leaves the mind,
Don't let it go after the wind,
to be able to write under your skin
under your hands of honeyed promises.
...