Castigado por pensar en ti – Sergio Dalma
He was a wreck.
Without her he wasn't able to function properly. He was on some kind of an auto pilot at work – doing everything right but without paying the usual amount of attention. Because one part of him kept on thinking about her.
And he saw her everywhere. Walking down the street. Working in the lab.
He heard her laugh among the sounds on the street or the chatter of the lab only to be once again reminded it was just his wishful thinking.
He could smell her perfume. Usually in their office or in his own apartment. He turned around expecting to see her and nothing.
He was slowly but surely going insane.
And his insomnia wasn't helping any.
He couldn't sleep properly because every few hours he would wake up from an X-rated dream about her and he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep for several hours.
Just because he wasn't able to stop thinking about her.
It was his punishment.
But he wouldn't trade it for anything in the world because it was all he had before she came back.
And she would.
She promised after all.
AN: castigado por pensar en ti (esp.) – punished for thinking of you