| Pheromones. It has to be some subliminal scent that you emanate that makes me want to drop suddenly everything that I am doing and jump right into your arms.
Sometimes this is inconvenient. Your girlfriend does not like this too much. It would be regarded a bit inappropriate for me to take a flying leap at you at work. Actually lately, it has become virtually impossible to receive the substance, the alimentación of your embrace! Why has opportunity become so scarce? I need this, it feeds me. I can live off the memory for weeks.
Every time you see me, I need a hug. You see me much less frequently anymore. Soon the memory of amazing words and your face against mine will fade and then I will no longer exist in your big world.
But I see you today! Let's forget the future for awhile. Ready? Here I come! | 
