Shy

You're a beautiful person

who used to make me feel great

every day

specially at the nights.

Cause we can talk about everything

and everything was all,

but all wasn't us

and sometimes I ruined all.

I like the alcohol,

you used to love me

but you like my personality

I didn't know why I was smart.

I wanted a lot of answers

of great moments

of passionate kisses

of silent nights.

Your white skin,

with my brown eyes,

your black hair

with my madness.

I didn't want to hurt you,

but I used to know

the angry roads

where we were walking.

Now I'm alone

You're so near of the heaven

I'm depressed

And I want to say: sorry¡

You're shy

I've that beautiful image

running to me

and just for say Hello¡

You're shy

on your little hands

on your black eyes

on your bad words.

You're shy

when you said to me I love you

embracing me

hearing me talking spanish

You're shy

but you said to me

when I was lost on the moon

I'm here for you.