Impossible love

You know sometimes I make it difficult, but know that I always visit you, without making a soft noise, I feel your perfume close to your ear, I touch your face slightly just to wake you up, I fix your hair, I watch your little smile of mouth.
To admire you, a tear trickles through my eyes, because, deep down, I know that it is not in me that your dream happens, when you fall asleep.
I turn around, I follow my journey in love there without purpose of being there. Selling my dreams.
You are the woman who manages to make me lose a little of reason for a while, cultivate my insomnia, authorize my daydreaming to date the stars, that from above flashes your gaze.
*Cawls yosserff