Como Sería

Don't ask me anymore, I can't hear
I can't even think
about anything other than your
smile that I already want to wear
because I barely feel you
between my fingers, slipping away.

I want to see you one more day,
and talk
even though I saw you yesterday,
it doesn't matter
because I just want to hear your voice
talk, analyze you or something else
locates my brain
or a feeling, more.

How it would be
if I can't breathe
if you look at me
I don't want to wake up from my urge
dreaming with you in a life.

Because I would have
a way to forget the agony
and by your side be able to fix the day
and I can't wait a moment longer.

Because I would have
a way to forget if you look at me
and by your side wake up from my urge
to be with you a little longer.