Someone somewhere wakes up at 5 in the morning.
Hhhmmm... 5 am, well, I still have some time to sleep.
Why's there so much light? Oh, the moon. Wow, it looks beautiful... Damn, you again in my mind! I promised myself I won't do this anymore, that I won't think of you as often as I used to, but, I can't, it's too hard for me not thinking of you, and with this awesome view, the only thing I want, is being with you, hold you in my arms 'till you sleep, and then, watch you sleep, keep your dreams, kiss your eyes and forget about everything but you.
Why don't you get away from my mind? Why don't you make things easy for me? You know, I learned a new french term for my actual situation: "La doleur exquise", and I'm pretty sure it won't go away from me, because, well, you're someone unreachable for me, for everything... Not just, well... I wish we met before we did, maybe that way, I could be with you, maybe... oh God; maybe, I wish, I could... It's just I really wanna be with you and... I can't.
Such a terrible answer for me, don't you think? (Again talking to you when you're not even here...) Anyway, I promise you I'll keep working of taking you out of my head, and out of my heart and, everywhere else, I'll just be your friend and, that's all, even if that's the most painful thing for me, I have to do it because it's no good for me.
Oh! By the way, maybe someday I tell you everything about my feelings, meanwhile, good night, nice dreams, rest well and... Oh my! 6 o'clock, damn! I just have a few minutes before I... Oh look! Such a beautiful moon... ... ... not again!! Good night kiddo, or should I say, morning? Well. You're not even here, I mean, physically... See ya later!
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