I tought that you liked
i tought that you loved me
& also i tought that you would kiss me,
a real kiss, one that would last.
But i never tought that it would be to my friend
to whom you would give it.
I hate you, but i love you
i love your smile
i love your look
i love your hair
i love when you look at me
i love when you say my name.
But today i hate you so much,
that already i do not love anything of you.
I miss you when i don´t see you,
& every day i want to see you more.
But not today, i´m not the kinda girl
of whom you can joke and sham that quite this well.
i ´m not the kinda girl who forgets everything
without reproaching, not, i it am not.
junio 2006
