I was thinking of you
never dropped a call
i was thinking of that labyrinth of words
we would exchange
with no meaning
anger and confusion most of them
maybe a drop of what we call cry
all alone after
so much energy
in all those we wanna throw up on them
the problem is that we feel no reason
You are like me waiting for that lost
to cruel each other thoughts in a gentle way
caressing each other s hand
you thought once more to leave
but i gave you a point
"have lunch tomorrow ?"
great point for me too
you feel old like me
so young to have that kind of feeling..
you made your self experience that car crash again
you thought you were stable
i wont say " i told you "
you had to..
new one tomorrow
bright shine like those just brushed teeth of a child
maybe a little bit irregularly fitted
you remembered of that day
i was crying flipping those photos of me as a child
No Sandra we can t go back again..
we have to deal with it
we ll find the way..
and painful is the way because that s what we are used to
it s not the only way..