Usually this is the time I call you to see if you have any plans,
crossing my fingers to see you tonight.
But last week, for the third time since I met you,
I decided to leave you.
Since that I got asked on a date,
I got good morning messages,
I got good night messages,
I got coffee at my door on the coldest night.
None from you.
and still I'd rather look at you smiling,
I'd rather look at the way your hands move,
I'd rather stay in silence sitting next to you.
So tonight, instead of calling you
I find myself making plans with someone else
to get you out of my head.

We were looking for each other but it took you longer
to realize that when I saw you the search was over.
I knew that sooner or later you'd have to see the truth,
that back when you didn't care I was caring for us two.
I was losing my faith but you catched me right on time,
and now when I look into your eyes I see what you see in mine,
and I know that you know how I've always loved you.

I've been awake for almost three hours while you are still sleeping, and I realized two things.
1. You are really lazy.
2. I'm so in love with you that I could lay here next to you for three more hours and my time wouldn't have been wasted.

He was fire,
she was rain.
He was warm, he could burn her,
she would flood his thoughts anytime.
Anger made him burst,
she gently washed his flames away.

My first thought when I saw you was "****!"
I knew from the begining a tornado would hit,
I saw an entire life unraveling before my eyes.
I didn't know when or how
but I predicted myself a mountain moving love.
I tried to look away while I could.
But you sat next to me and asked my name.
I got lost right there and still can't find my way back.

After "once upon a time" our story becomes a mistery;
weather you are Prince Charming or the ogre is mine to discover.
The not-so-typicall "boy meets girl"
where the princess has dragons living inside her
and the ghosts that haunt her com from her own past.
A tale where Mr. Perfect has a weakness for easy women and strong liquor
and a miracle has to happen to make him see the magic.

12 texts,
15 missed calls
and one visit in the middle of the night
and I still don't believe you.
The only thing I see when you speak is
that those same lips now begging for forgiveness
where kissing her.