segunda-feira, dezembro 21, 2009

My Almost Lover ..

Your fingertips across my skin, the palm trees swaying in the wind: Images.
You sang me Spanish lullabies, the sweetest sadness in your eyes: Clever trick.
Well, I never want to see you unhappy. I thought you'd want the same for me.

We walked along a crowded street, you took my hand and danced with me! - Images.
And when you left, you kissed my lips, you told me you would never, never forget these images.

I cannot go to the ocean, I cannot drive the streets at night, I cannot wake up in the morning without you on my mind.

Goodbye, my almost lover. Goodbye, my hopeless dream.
I'm trying not to think about you. Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance...
My back isn't turned on you.
But I should've known you'd bring me heartache, 'cause almost lovers always do!

Even though, I regret nothing at all. It is you, part-time lover :)

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