Before you go...

tell your eyes
that I will miss his look
and that I have nothing left
if in them I will not see myself again.

tell your hands
I will not forget your caresses
and i will lose my smile
that provoked in my mind.

And if you never come back...

tell your lips
who loved his kisses
and that I will never find
a replacement for them.

tell your heart
that I will dream of its heartbeat
and there will be no other sound
let my song become

And if for some reason
one day you come back
the doors of my life,
for you, they will always be open.

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