domingo, 9 de maio de 2010

Tenho um palpite... que esta noite será dinamite!

I see you through a broken glass. I see you through an unfocused glass.I see you throught a window in a mere peace of paper.
And I don't even know who you are.
I see you throught bad memories. I see you through
late night talks.
I see you through hot summer afternoons. I see you through a freazing breeze in summer
evenings.
I see you throught raindrops in windy wednesdays.
And all I know is that you were there.

I see you through peoples' eyes and I see you through peoples' whisperings and sighs.

I see you. I see you all the time.

I see you through a balcony and I don't see you not there at all.

I see you. I hear you! I see you looking deeply into nothing. I see you looking
forward to something. I see your eyes and I see your hands.
I've always seen.

I see you thinking, I see me sinking, I see us going round and round and turning and shifting and all hapening in the nothing.
I see you, and I don't even know who you are.
I see you, and I want you more than anything.
I see you, and I know you know who you are and I know who you are.
I see you, I look once, look twice, look ten thousand times, and I know who you are to me, always did.
I see you and I want the time to stop, I see you through a clock stoped at in
finitum o'clock.

I see you and I'm sorry I spend some moments whithout seeing it. But even when I stop breathing you for a minute I tell myself to see you, cause I need you, and I see you, and I need you holding me all times when I feel like crying.

I see you, I just wish you could only see that.
I see you, I hear you, I feel you, I adore y
ou, I need you. I fuckin love you, no euphemism.
You see me?
I'm just stupid.

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