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Dan Santos Jun 10
Oh... darling...
You remember me the day I've wanted to live.
hi, bel. it's me: Dan.
Dan Santos Jun 6
Hi, Bel.
It's me: Dan.
Today I went to hospital.
I got a breath crise,
I couldn't breath.
I lost myself in my mind and
when I got into the bath,
my breathe had gone.
I started to lost my body control,
my heart beat faster
and my conscience started to be so confusing.
The first thing I thought was:
Where are you, Bel?
I need you.
I am not fine.
Please, Bel.
where are you?
Letter for Bel: III.
Dan Santos Jun 4
Hi, Bel.
It's me: Dan.
Hope you're well.
11 months, 1 year since you're gone.
I mean: we.
I remember your smell.
It's a gentle smell and it's deep rooted into all the songs
I listen
over my days...
It's kinda crazy 'cause I am sure you don't feel the same
but I know
that day you felt.
I told you the last time we talked each other:
'If we must be together, we'll be.'
But I didn't know it would hurt so much.
How much will I have to wait?
How much lives will I take a wait?
Please, come back.
Take your sit.
There's hot coffee yet.
where are you, Bel?
Letter II.
Dan Santos Jun 2
Hi, Bel.
It's me: Dan.
Hope you're well.
My mom said she misses
my old friend who used to like
I said
Maybe she misses me too.
Do you?
I remember the day I met you for the first time.
I could feel your legs breaking me when you
Jumped into my body.
I could swear you would never ever let me go again.
But you did.
Not that day
But the day when I came to your home
We sit on your home's floor
And we felt each other
as never before.
That day I cross your home's door  and that day
was the last.
Would it be different if we had known it was it?
Love, Dan.
Letter I.
Dan Santos Feb 7
Your profile has being
my Netflix.

I've spent my time find for
something which could make me
I dont know...
Happy for a while?

Every post is like a kind of a movie.
a ton of things pass through my head
while I am watching it,
But anything there...
I said anything
Can make me truly happy.

I miss the time we were sitting on your
home's floor,
talking about any ****
talking about our life.
that was my netflix.
more important:
it was free.
Dan Santos Feb 5
Remember me the day
I've never lived
But I want to.
Dan Santos Jan 26
Where is Maria,
I asked myself last night.
I looked her up since we lost ourselves at her home corner
And everything I've found were
a ton of crying memories.

Where is Maria?
Is she okay?
Hope she's fine.

I am going crazy
I look up to the sky and I scream:
Where is Maria?

And I think god doesn even know where is

Maria is gone.

But I wanna know:
Where are you?
where is maria
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