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￭ (in the doorway)
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2009-09-12 | |
And then I met you
Among all those grey people
You were red, then blue and
Then I discovered you were
Shining with all the rainbowís colours.
How could I not fall into that light?
And I was happy to make you happy
to share, listen, begin to care more and more
prepare myself for a new friendship
my mind was up to it and ready to deal with anything.
but it was not ready to handle the falling in love part
and I acted like the child I once rejected in the past
and now Iím back here, soon to be gone
while youíre there, not seeing me cry.
And I never thought it would hurt this bad
Welcome stone in the throat,
Diamonds falling down.
And it was so perfect some time ago
That I couldnít believe it.
So why give people a chance?
Discover they are gorgeous
After the first sight, the second
After all those talks, walks and emotions
And then watch how miles separate,
Outline wishes of all the best
With everything old and new
When I know I canít do anything anymore.
I feel like I lost someone I shouldnít have.
No! Itís exactly like this:
I canít start anything with someone who isnít here
For an e-mail doesnít replace a smile,
A face to face discussion or a comforting shoulder.
And in the shell Iím in, this does not feel right.
What can I say?
Everyone shines in merely one shade
While I can only think about
The exquisite colours you always portray.
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