13 outubro, 2011

I don't know when you'll gonna read this but...


This is about love and caress
This about me and you
This is about you disapearing
and is about my life getting every day more confuse
This is about your blank thoughts
and my disastrous spirit
This is about me and you

This is about a festival that even if had been
a totally fiasco
had been perfect
because I've met you
and you've met me.
This is about totally random conversations
about sitting on the the floor and never, never
can get to the shower
This is about me and you.

This is about me sniffing and smelling your sweaty t-shirt
until sleep
This about waking up from hour to hour
to see if you've appeared
This is about you and me

This is not about families,
about future or anything complicate in life
This is about the depth of your eyes.
This is not even about you running away
leaving my heart behind
This is about how I'm unlearning to smile.

This is about how young people
have old souls sometimes
and how older (young) people sometimes need to be save
This is about you and me.
This is not about any right of my to know about you
is about how without knowing
I don't know if  I'm alive.

This is about letters and no-forgetting
This is about understanding at first talk
This is not about bad trips,
and stupid alcoholic acts
This is about a glass of water
and days after
This is about you and I
trying to see the sky.

This is about your stories having their scenarios materialized
about a holiday's morning with no you anywhere
and me losing my mind for a sign.
This is about how I've figured out
that you're just a boy few times
and the most incredible and brave young man I've ever met.
This is about a girl who carries her own bass,
sometimes cries as a child
and is being care by a teenage guy.
This is about you and I.

This is about this huge hole in my chest
is about missing you every second
is about the most beautiful words somebody ever told me
This is about never forgetting
about seeing Rigoletto, new songs on the guitar
about lunatic plans for New Year's eve.
This is about you and me.

This is about finding a person
we thought was real only in dreams
about not feeling so alone
This is about crying in front of the computer screen
about to be lost and about finding yourself
This is about the empty sit by my side,
is about hold imaginary hands
and schizophrenic conversations walking home.
This is about complicate people
about uncertain futures and lots of questions
is about long sincere confessional
messages late at night
and about lose my breath with your voice on the phone.

This is about days getting brighter
about have luck and fear to lose it.
It's about feel my chest devastated
and the nights starting to never end.
This is about feel regret about things I didn't pay atention 
This is about your missing
and the days passing by
about desperate trips
and about never wake up of a terrible nightmare.

This is about hope and waiting
and days with no ends or begins
It's about hold your little box
hopping that can bring you back
This is about all the sad songs that predicted
what was about to happen.

This is about how unpredictable life is
and how happy you make with one smile
It's about how I would trade don't know how many
years of my life
just to see you smiling again.
This is about how we change every 5 min
is about writers, poems
and about start to make your own songs.
This is about inspiration,
about new breathing
This is about believe, learn, and relearn.
This is about you and me.

This is about look at you sleeping
and feel that I'm in the exactly place I would like to be
This is about be accepted, be loved
and feel safe
This is about no need of faking anything
This is about you and me.
This is about growing up
and how we all have to learn that everyday
This is about developing new dreams
and never give up of the old ones.
This is about forgetting and rediscover dreams.
This is about feeling, this about faith 
This is about me and you.

This is about corners, changes on the way,
about different worlds and different perceptions
This is about how we can had wrong a lot
and even then be perfect to each other
This is about you and me.

This is about how we can't see ourselves sometimes
and how the time must pass
This is about accepting, about caring
about try to bring you back
This is about hanging up
and it's about try again
This is about stars shinning brighter
and about talk to you in my dreams
this is all about hope.


This is about you [not here]
And me [waiting for you]


This is about Stephan.
This is about Camila.
And just us can understand.







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