Sitting in a coffee shop, looking at the scenery ...
the ashes of a cigarette and a vodka nor cold nor hot ...
Its taste is rather unpleasant ...
There, in the sea of \u200b\u200bmemories ...
awaiting your arrival or perhaps rudeness
Wondering Why am I here?
will be good or bad the wait ... The answer is a mystery ...
not what my fate with her ...
But here I am ... watching the rain fall ...
I do not feel cold or hot ...
not feel sadness or anger ... It's just
unknown ... still not mine, nor is any other But and I love ...
Gradually
I go ... I see the silhouette of her body ...
His wavy hair and strange ...
walk Its essence
delicious ... I admit ...
fragrance is my drug ... And drug
fence!
That neither kills nor
revive ... I just became addicted
greets me with a kiss on the neck ...
tickling
I love!
sits on my desk, lights his cigar ...
Silently watching me ... smile ...
And I think ... this is pathetic!
("If you love should not suffer ... not wasting time or wasting tears Waiting for your words ... If you love ... say it ... " I love you! Steal a kiss Neither streets or you keep it ... is the unknown or the knowledge of the truth ... is better to try to give up easily
...") I look ...
us kiss your lips!
oh! and longed to try ...
then the mystery is solved
and my conclusion is
If you love, why not say so?
the ashes of a cigarette and a vodka nor cold nor hot ...
Its taste is rather unpleasant ...
There, in the sea of \u200b\u200bmemories ...
awaiting your arrival or perhaps rudeness
Wondering Why am I here?
will be good or bad the wait ... The answer is a mystery ...
not what my fate with her ...
But here I am ... watching the rain fall ...
I do not feel cold or hot ...
not feel sadness or anger ... It's just
unknown ... still not mine, nor is any other But and I love ...
Gradually
I go ... I see the silhouette of her body ...
His wavy hair and strange ...
walk Its essence
delicious ... I admit ...
fragrance is my drug ... And drug
fence!
That neither kills nor
revive ... I just became addicted
greets me with a kiss on the neck ...
tickling
I love!
sits on my desk, lights his cigar ...
Silently watching me ... smile ...
And I think ... this is pathetic!
("If you love should not suffer ... not wasting time or wasting tears Waiting for your words ... If you love ... say it ... " I love you! Steal a kiss Neither streets or you keep it ... is the unknown or the knowledge of the truth ... is better to try to give up easily
...") I look ...
us kiss your lips!
oh! and longed to try ...
then the mystery is solved
and my conclusion is
If you love, why not say so?
