It will be the same, he knows it, when you have time you call him, you invite him somewhere to dance and drink, and it always ends the same...

It hurts even if you accept it, it's just your weekend distraction, when the stress of your routine becomes oppressive. León is always there to relieve him, he is tired, he wants more but he is afraid to say it, afraid of losing the only thing. What connects him to you, hopes that things will change and you will stop seeing him that way.

You fall in and out of love as the sunset passes and he just wants to know if you're in love yet.

It was the same again, you ended up in his apartment tangled under the covers, and as always you leave when you're done, you pick up your things and start to get dressed, he wants to tell you so many things, take a risk and say how he feels, he wants more, all of you. , to be your thought day and night, who comforts you on difficult days, but is afraid

Swimming in a bottle of emotions, diving to the bottom of the ocean...

The moonlight filters through his windows illuminating your ethereal figure, the words get stuck in his throat, he doesn't want to lose this, but he also can't take it anymore.

"I'm getting tired of this..." His voice low and shaky.