Abro los ojos, sigues sin estar, pero tengo la certeza que muy pronto te tendré entre mis brazos.
I wake up, open my eyes and... you are not here. I prefer to keep it closed and remember your smell, your morning kisses, to look at you with your half-open mouth and your face like an angel. I imagine that you jump into my bed trying not to wake me up and embracing me at my back, yes, like you do before. I've never tell you, but I was woken up with my eyes closed, trying to look asleep in order to get that good-morning-cuddle. You made me shudder when I feel the touch of your body closed to mine... I open my eyes, you are not here yet, but I'm sure that I will be able to give you a hug very soon.