we cannot find enough reasons to explain
why we weren’t together in our teen years…
it’s cold day but in your house,
our words, our smiles heat us
you were talking about how we had driven our lives:
different paths but the same complicity
you were laughing…
you were so beautiful
we both know we could take a long time to talk
about my - as you used to say -"serious subjects"
or about any fool anything
or just to face each other
(for a long time I wished I could do it once more in my life)
we don’t feel shame to see ourselves
this way I actually love your eyes
when you feel that my eyes are on yours
when you give me a big shame-shining smile
(you see through me; you comfort me)
I’d like to say: I’m freezing, hug me…
- I won’t probably say it -
so I imagine what you may say:
I knew you needed it!
let’s speak about our weakness about life about our mistakes
we need each other since we were twelve!
now you’re next to me
I lie down on your living roon and look to the ceiling…
and I think and let my thoughts fly away
while I was listening you… forgive me!
‘Cause in a little while I tought of you over me
when I was laid down your living roon like this…
‘Cause at this moment I tought you were mine.
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