donderdag 4 september 2008

Thoughts on the run

I can see staring eyes
Across the road
They’re watching
Touching
Without being close.
Memories float
Through my vains
I can not hear you
When it rains

You think I forgot
The very first chapter
Where I saw you
For the very first time.

But no
Not really
It’s stupid
It’s silly
You’re still
In that place
Where I can’t forget
Your face.

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