Sam, not Your name
I read Your past,no one to blame,
Sam,please do not be ashamed,
It's fine,You're still my man
Sam,my man,was someone's man
I tried to be a stranger with strenght here in my chest,
Jealously like a rushing train provoking my brain,
Sam,I read two thousand and nine on a blog,
and met You in Your creating spot,
I saw girls
I felt You from years
Were in love
Were missing someone
Where we haven't met yet
Where was I?
Sam,how was your love life?
In a club with music made You alive
Wine one sip or two,did U like?
Fake love for a nite
While u were thinking of previous lovers
Sam,how did U feel?
When U were tired n ill
U just wanted to have fun alone
While U were thinking of home?
Once U wrote to someone but now I'm writting You
I still have no clue
But sam,thanks for letting me in
Part of U to be seen
Pick me up at ten,
(DEAB April 9 2011)