::Scribbled Chronicles::

Still a little bit of your eyes I want to admire

Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth

Still a little bit hard to say what is going on

Still a little bit of your ghost

Still a little bit of your face I haven’t kissed

Still a little bit of your words along to hear

Still a little bit of your songs I like

Still a little bit of pokes I never got

Still a little bit of martini you can dream on

Still a little bit of doubts I trust

Still little bit of a “boo” to steal my sleep

Still a little bit of opinions on your websites work

Still a little bit of drunk texts I’m not ashamed of

Still a little bit of “bella bonita” I’m waiting to hear

Still a little bit of a nudge to wake me up

Still a little bit of memories that lay on my heart

Still a little bit of a silence I hate

Still a little bit of a couch that’s not a just a couch
Still a little bit of madness I can't explain
Still a little bit of your name stuck on my subconscious

Still a little bit of silliness we never shared

Still a little bit of a show to be performed

Still a little bit of a night I’ll never regret

Still a little bit of your taste I need to give on

Still a little bit of stars to pick, on reasons for us.

Still a little bit of us to discover in a car

Still a little bit of fears I can ignore

Still a little bit of a touch I can feel

Still a little bit of dancing I liked to enjoy

Still a little bit of lessons that you never taught me

Still a little bit of miles I can dream on

Still a little bit of pink I can gift

Still a little bit of prizes to be won

Still a little bit of a tease I can feel

Still a little bit of a fight I could wait for

Still a little bit of games I wanted to play

Still a little bit of water balloons I never threw

Still a little bit  blindness intuition won’t break

Still a little bit of pictures I want to send

Still a little bit of a <3 I’d like to see

Still a little bit of hours I can stay awake

Still a little bit of my smile I wanted to give you

Still a little bit of tweets I’ll shout out

Still a little bit of scribbles I’ll devote to you

Still a little bit of a scarf and hat I hug to sleep

Still a little bit of a dream I can’t erase

Still a little bit of your magic in me 

Still a little bit of our secret I can keep

Still a little bit of ‘muaheart’ I’ll always miss

Still a little bit of a “I love you” I wanted to say

Still a little bit of days drowned in you

Still a little bit of tears I can’t fight.

Still a little bit of our story I’d love to keep and never forget.

From letiCia's piNk scribbles