quinta-feira, 12 de junho de 2008

Sad.

Larailarairai.

Try to picture an emotion. Try to go deeper and deeper. Bury yourself into the dark, or raise yourself to the light.
Feel it. Please, please feel it. Otherwise I'll thing I'm going crazy.
It's so strong it just smashes me.
Really, if you felt it too, I'd be so happy. I'm not asking you to make a dream come true, I'm just asking you to say you have the same nightmares I do.
I don't wanna wake up in the middle of the night thinking I'm alone. Just show me I can still see the difference between dreams and reality.
I don't want free love, like it doesn't mean a thing. If you feel it too, scream!
You say it's impossible, impossible for me to love you more than you do love me. Damn, I rather believe you don't know what you're talking about. Cause if that's true, we would have been wasting our goddamn time with simple conversations.
What about having the best friendship ever?
Way beyond our skin, our bones, our lungs, our heads and our hearts. 
Yeah, deep down you know it's real. It is just too true for us to believe, for us to show it.
What would be the interest in being normal?

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