Of course you wanted him
More than me
I was new to you
Why didn't I see?
The glance in your eyes
When you spoke of him
The twinkling of light
In your smile
In wich I swim
In wich I drown
In wich I live
In wich I die
In wich I lie
to myself...
But why?
Just that question
all the time
asked in stories
songs
and ryhme
Why am I seeing love
wich don't excist for real?
Why do i think?
What do I feel?
Is it something in my head?
Or do you think the same?
The way love flows through people
Will never be known
Will never be tamed
Just because we can't understand it
Neither we can controll it...
You cant just simply "Take" love
Because it will take you instead
*Shall the ways of love, ever, be unfold?*