sexta-feira, 5 de fevereiro de 2010

Rue de Mouffetard

Love is...
I don't know...
maybe nobody knows. 14 days. That was what we got. Your eyes looking so deeply on mine. Your skin touching mine. Our voices saying so low, really pretty words.
The rose is not rose anymore. The feelings are done. Maybe.
I don't miss you. It's something I can't explain. And you, you, my dear. I swear, I still feel you under my skin. I feel your pain, I feel your happiness. Don't be afraid. We can deal with it.
It will be nice for you travel to far away. I know you still think about her. I know you still miss her. Someway, somehow. We gonna meet again. And I tell you, it can work.
Live is difficult for everybody, it's life.
I'm imature, I'm 22.
You are imature, You are 31.
It are just numbers. I wanna get in your soul. You don't need to prove me you can, I know you can. You can do it all.
I was sad with you because of your stress, You were sad with me cause of something.
I tell you, life can be simple.
I'm still here for you. Maybe things are really done. You didn't call me baby bambi...
But I'm still baby bambi...
there is some purpose for everything.
And I think that you didn't appear on my life for nothing.
Think about all we had done together. Remember the good things?
the good moments?
You are still on my mind.
And I can wait for you. Think, feel...
Maybe we can solve it.
I don't wanna loose you. I will find you, I will search for you. I still wanna make you happy.
I was wrong when I thought I could just turn around and forget everything. It's impossible.
Now I'm going to barcelona, and you to martinica,
Maybe you get in love with somebody else.
I tried to pretend. I drunk a lot. I went out with my friends. I said to myself a thousand times: i'm not thinking about him.
I said: I don't have time for him, I don't have time.
I wish you can answear, even if is to say that you don't want to see me anymore.
Even if is to say, you don't to feel me anymore.
it's quite long but...
I will be in Europe till 28 february...
you know my number...
you can call me anytime you want.
I still remember when I had my face on your chest, on your arms...
you can understand as you want.
I don't care.
I want you, I really want you.
I'm still baby bambi.
kisses and kisses

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