I've always wanted to be an artist,
to be able to create,
to imagine a better way,
but nothing happened.

Then you appeared,
you gave me that inspiration
that sense of satisfaction
that every artist wished for.

You gave me colors
that I didn't know they exist,
You started to put order
you painted every corner.

I'm so glad you came into my life
you are that complement
that I've been waiting for.

It's the last day of November
seems that you don't remember
what you told me that December.

I hate this feeling
that my heart keeps beating,
oh God, I must be dreaming.

I can't get out of my mind
the idea about you and I
it leaves me paralyzed
realizing I'm not your only one.

Realizing about the other one
makes me wanna cry,
Maybe I should try
find my other half.

Then it comes this guy
with all this love and care,
this feelings and emotions,
making me believe again.

Love comes around
and finds you all the time,
you should not be afraid
because it will take all your breath.

Every time I post a pic
all this questions conquer me.

Am I'm pretty enough for you?
Am I'm your type of girl?
Would you like it?
Would you fall for me?

Then I saw you liked a girl's pic
and it breaks something inside of me.

I started answering my questions

I'm not pretty enough
I'm not your type
You didn't like it.
You won't fall for me.

But then I realized
you ain't the reason
that keeps me traumatized.
It's me, I'm not confident.

I'm not your type
I told myself all the time
wondering why
I'm not the one.

I should be sleeping
but I can't stop dreaming
Dreaming about you and me
Oh God, that's a fantasy.

Every time it comes to you
I notice every defect on me
Leaving my mind on the idea
about You and Me.

I'm laying on my bed
and I can't forget your face
Oh, why don't you leave my mind?

No words,
no inspiration,
no emotions.

4am in the morning,
and don't know where I'm going,
i should be sleeping
but my mind keep thinking.

This ain't a love poem
neither a sad one,
I'm just here
trying to figure out
the right words
to express myself.

But I can't.

Every time around
I want to talk to you
but I just can't.

And I wonder why?
Maybe is because your smile
the way your hair moves
your eyes staring at me
that unique style of yours.

That's why I can't
it's because you're irresistible,
for me.