Smells of bouquet
Lands on her dress

Laces and Braid
She catches each breathe

Air of romance
Seen on her dance

Pink and red roses
Fall upon her hair

Femme, my lady
She's a beautiful femme

Something's not right

She sense inside
Her heart not beating
Her soul’s missing

And she walked
In the rain
Like cliche

Open door
Attache case all packed

She’s ready to go

Have I got my May wrecked
On the twentieth when you stepped
Did it forward to his February
Does silence gives me a sanctuary?

Will you dump the cloth if not mine?
Why am I feeling wasted over time?
And on a white car
Do crossroads give rewind

And if my feet got sprained
Will there be someone to get here
Will he bring a bottle of iced tea
Paired with biscuits and cold drink

Will he get in an office Wednesda-te?
And see me laugh, see my eyes at night late
Will he wet his hair in rain?
And wait for my sweet revenge?

If my memory serves me right
You should have not left that night

But I ran first and left you crying
Now, what makes sense is really nothing

You were long hidden
In every rhyme I write
Lies your shadows beneath
Lives a memory of friendship

The moon always tell
Tales of you when we’re under
The same sky we both breathe…
A pink candle of love you lit

I was young and knew nothing
That we could be something
I stopped living when you leave
In stories I write, I started living

Pieces of ship, found on my notes
Drowning in the river where I throw
If butterflies have told me back then
It will all be different

It’s a matter of choice you made
As you watch me go in a road I take
You will still be a shadow
No matter what I do

Tears lit up the night
Flaws and fights
Taking over a bunch
Of wasted dream lunch

You were drowned
By my hurt and frowns
Darlin, you cross the line
I thought your thoughts were mine

I see you walking fast
So I let go of my hands on your back
Hidden flames in the dark
Tears flow fast

Would you rather say hello
And forget your once thoughts
Or would you choose pain
And later be dead?

Would you rather say hello
And forget your once thoughts
Or would you choose pain
And later be dead?