We get our talking.
In a local coffee shop.
I was back from work.
Searching for a few breaths to be myself.
I wore a black t shirt with a silly slogan.
You wore your hair effortlessly.
Speaking all kind of alchemy.
Brewing within me.
And i hated every part of it.
Because when you\'re meeting someone new.
You just know.
They will disappoint you.
And it\'s always a relief.
When they\'re the optimum of stupidity.
But when there\'s chemistry there\'s hope.
And for a man like me it\'s nothing but a rope.
That\'s slowly tightening around my chest.
Building up a cardiac arrest.
A ruining of sanity.
Smoking cigarettes in your parents balcony.
I hated how you lived next to me.
So now, in every night walk I\'ll cross our shared coordinates.
Your smell, and the feeling of your touch will be forever lingering.
Who are we to decide what kind of memories we make?
Some boosts our will power as we\'re hunrgy to take.
But if I\'m being honest now, I\'m ripe and ready to be given.
To an individual whose ego died.
And humility risen.
But the feeling of becoming an actual human being is so precious to me.
So i ended up barricaded.
With walls higher than any prophecy.
Could have foreseen my heart\'s destiny.
Stumbling, entangling bodies.
Next to your sister\'s bed, your house was empty.
Perfume, music, and prayer mat
All in my mind so intact.
Resting on your chest was a fruit.
That opened my eyes to what i was lacking the most.
Cause now every night i know for a fact, i am alone.
It hurts when you taste a taste of something.
That will never be yours.
And you\'ll never be mine.
It\'s only a story to be told.
I wanted to meet you in the day of prayer.
But our clocks weren\'t synced
Now we lost our farewells.
You went to Turkey, before going back to California.
And I\'m stuck here imprisoned in mania.
Knowing you\'ll see more of this world.
Where i can never compete.
And then you\'ll forget about me.
Eventually.
And i wonder if I\'ll feel such simmering warmth within me again.
It was temporary, I knew it, but I can\'t pretend.
That a part of me was dull.
And now it\'s glistening again.