still hope your words, my friend
those silly phrases
timid questions that your sad eyes
your loving arms.
not ask anything, just waiting, perhaps
callus-
a breath of reflection ...
want you to know,
I'm behind you ...
or next
waiting for your words.
still hope, dear friend
and hope, recalling those oaths
in which we loved as brothers.
I still love you as a brother
and swear ... Expect your words
not questioning anything,
you as you are ...
But you hurt me, and as
lap dog
hopefully I'll wait ...
I love you, Wilito
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