MIDNINGHT

I'm sitting in bed let me take the beautiful sound of the music I hear, my soul guide my be leaving my body back and making my emotions increased.
A shiver runs through my being, felt that recall the words you said as he departed, kissing me passionately, think about how important it was that gesture. They are mere words declaring, making perfect sense of being special to me.
Dream when I feel alone, the night comes from a sad way, seen from my bedroom window, look at the moon which is so bright and grander than I revere the force is transmitted.
I play in window, it freezes my hand, giving me want to scream in pain, getting light went off in the darkness, try to take it heats it by rubbing it on my blue blouse, the room is so cold that all the windows mist up so that I can not see my reflection in them, I am helpless groping to try to reach the door, my body paralyzed, it is impossible to move me my legs are heavy, panic runs through my heart .
Someone whispers to me "Go back to my arms," ​​scared me heartless and cry, when I stop, the four mirrors in my room break, projecting the fragments as if it were a shower of small crystals, only had time to protect my face, then heard an explosion, closed my eyes and when I opened them I noticed that my house was gone.
I looked at the sky, the moon was still high and slender, the surrounding environment was considered scary but reassuring at the same time, it may be weird but it was what I felt.
I ran down the road with a light weight compared to only a single feather to fly, I saw you on the street looking at me with a sad look, first shed tears for your angel face, I thought why this reaction ran you, I told you, declared the love that fills my heart, but was excused you did not react to any word or gesture of mine were static with a penetrating gaze and distant.
I turned around and it was then that I realized the situation, my body lying dead in the middle of the road, touched it and it was cold and wet. Would not believe it felt like I was dying at that moment, how could this happen to me a monstrosity, "no not me," cried sobbing and throwing me to the ground.
A wind caressed my hair, took the dead body of my coat, I noticed that there was a pool of blood spilled by my side by my own body, wet it's sleeve and wrote on the road and the white walls of small houses that found along the street a message for you "When you need me call me, come and kiss your lips saying with all my heart love you forever and ever until my angel."