Como Yo, by Juan Magan, was big in summer of 2013 in Spain. My favourite song.
In the Malaga night club, this song was playing, when I first saw you, this was first song we danced too, there was instant attraction a dangerous liaison.
You were good looking, I remember speaking you to in broken Spanish and Italian, looking into your green eyes. I remember the way dance, you whispering sweet nothings in my ear. I remember the feeling of your lips felt on mine, and igniting desire in my heart. Forever seared in my memories.
Of course this wasn’t forever, it was just for now in early morning of a Malaga Venue. It was perfect for now and what we both needed and that was good enough.