Σάββατο 22 Μαρτίου 2014

Million miles away


You have all rights to believe I am obsessed
a drama queen.
I still need to feel you
I still  miss you, you are everywhere,
I miss your existence,
I am truly not obsessed,
I just want you back,
if I have ever had you at all.

You might got over me,
not sure you've ever been into me at all.

I feel myself inside your brain,
I can feel your eyes through my skin,
 trying to focus, so that I can touch you,
spying what you are doing, 
staring at you,
you are million miles away.
Is it an illusion or
is it my energy linked with yours?

 Feels like yesterday the last time we kissed.
The last sweet thing you said to me,
so that I could not guess what was on your mind
"sleep baby...sleep".
I might be obsessed indeed,
I do not care what I am.
I want you to love me.

Not sure what I can do.
Probably nothing.
This is what I can get out of you.
A square nothing.
Pathetically,
I wait for your memory to be dissolved,
but I do not want to.
I will keep you in my mind until another angel comes along.
I want you beside me.

Thinking of you is not enough.  
I want so much more,
maybe another dream.
I might be out of my mind,
 but I love it. 
I love to want something I might never get.
I love to be in love with some impossible existence,
which will probably never be mine.

Loving the idea of you, regardless what you may feel,
is a pure demostration of freedom,
 I have never felt before.

We selfishly love and excpect to be loved.
We care and demand to be cared.
We exchange feelings thinking that is love.
Well it's not. That is an exchange,
it is not love.

Love is a feather, flying up in the sky.
It's light and it's free of returning feelings,
love is everything we have to give,
everything we need to feel,
to achieve happiness,
to stay alive
to be there for someone who is not there for us.

I will love you whatever you think
whatever you believe 
whatever you may look like.

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