I want you to smile when thinking of me in a sudden glimpse of mind.
I want you to send me food photos if you enjoy your lunch and think I would too if I were with you.
I want you to play Chantal’s Besame Mucho at least once a week and recall my kisses on your cheek.
I want you to leave a place on your bed at the left side as you know it’s where I’m sleeping one night.
I want you to keep rhyming cause you’re getting better. A little cheer up that makes you feel lighter.
Last but not least,
I want you to want me.