On the night that my soul more miss you

I whispered one last mine with a drop of last exhaustion

the reason told me that youre dead

It was then when you touched my shoulder

and whispered more I love you

you looked me straight to the soul

without respecting your limit of eden coming

You loved me once more with a word

with a kiss

with the bliss of past and present

my destiny and yours in the hands

But life said you will go

that I would stay empty without you

that you would die

that would give us the joy of being loved truly with madness

Although it was life only a moment

was the cloud filled with a big storm

falling on the ground

Wet of our love.

-Jonatan Vega