Time to time

Maybe you don't remember me. Maybe you don't want to see my face again. I used to think is a practical situation but, now I know this is real, all the photos keeping our story, all the songs remember we used to be friends, lovers or..I don't know what! This is so strange. So strange than you, so strange than see you walking down the street and don't stop to kiss me. I miss your hands, all your kisses and all our conversations by the phone.

Phone me, love me. Still love you. I'd like it would be that used to be a long time ago. I know this is all past time but.. I still have the same emotions, your voice in my head and all this love you gave me.