I want to lie so closely to you, that our breaths merge into one and I can't tell whether I am dead or alive.

A million loves for you, my dear,
A million kisses upon your cheek,
A million memories of you in my heart,
A million smiles made me weak.

Un million amours pour vous, mon cher,
Un million de baisers sur la joue,
Un million de souvenirs de toi dans ma cœur,
Un million de sourires m’ont faible.

A thousand bad dreams forgotten,
A thousand tomorrows still to come,
A thousand nights not alone,
A thousand days we have won.

Un millier de mauvais rêves oubliés,
Un mille de lendemains encore á venir,
Mille nuits pas seul,
Un millier de jours, nous avons gagné.

A hundred beats of a song,
A hundred notes in hand,
A hundred times I left,
A hundred grains of sand.

Une centaine de battements d’une chanson,
Une centaine de notes à la main,
Une centaine de fois je suis allé,
Une centaine de grains de sable.

Ten clean shirts,
Ten hours at work,
Ten love bites on your neck,
Ten times better you deserve.

Dix chemises propres,
Dix heures du travail,
Dix suçons sur votre cou,
Dix fois mieux que vous méritiez.

One more film before we sleep,
One silver pendant,
One love I’ll never get back,
One last ending.

Un autre film avant de dormir,
Un pendentif en argent,
Un amour que je ne serai jamais revenir,
Une dernière fin.

No more waiting,
No hand to hold,
Not one tear to give
No truths to be told.

*Plus d’attendre,
Pas de main pour tenir,
Pas une larme donnée,
Pas de vérités racontées.

The first time you see someone you had history with, whether it be a previous partner or your first love or your no-longer best friend, the first time you see them once things ended can be painful. You have banished them from your mind, you have taken all the strength in your bones to remove them from your heart, you have spent weeks, months, years trying to mend whatever masterpiece that was broken. You tried your absolute best to live without them and then, you see them. Maybe on your bus on your way to school, when you are at lunch with a friend, or maybe you saw them on their way to work across the street. You spent such little time appreciating them and their ideas, thoughts, memories so why does it seem to take forever trying to erase them? The love that you shared was over in a blink of an eye, and now you spend the next six months trying to forget. You can't try to forget people or those memories. Now matter how much time you spent together, it will take however long it takes to move on and you will move on, just at your own pace not anyone else's. Not when your friends say, "Get up, we're going out, we're gonna find you someone, stop moping around." Your time won't fly by or heal anything, and it will leave you with many questions unanswered. The hardest part of it is knowing you can't change what happened and that maybe they are happy, maybe you're pretending to be okay but you're not fine at all.

I tried to forget about all of you,
Your little bits and pieces,
I tried to ignore your leaving,
But now and then I get tiny traces.

So they tried to tell me to leave it alone,
"Don't think about it,
You'll forget it with time,
As you grow older and wiser,
You'll learn and you'll climb"
But I cannot learn,
I don't want to climb,
Because time doesn't heal,
And fate is just a mime,
Time leaves me asking why,
And where and how,
I haven't thought anything else,
Than how you let me down.

So I put on my coat,
And walk through the door,
I remember what you said to me,
The very last score,
All my memories of us are fading,
And I don't want them to go,
Maybe I asked for too much,
All those months ago.

Time won't pass this by,
And you've probably forgotten about me,
So I'll carry on here,
And mop up our debris,
Maybe this isn't fair,
Maybe I don't know what's wrong,
Never thought I'd be this way,
When you'd gone.

Now all I know is that,
I still feel the same as I did 5 months ago,
That time doesn't change anything,
It just helps us grow.

If I could trace
the outline
of your lips
with mine
tonight
I would

If I could dream
that you would
dream
of me
tonight
I would

If I could say
"hold me"
while I slept
by your side
tonight
I would

If I could paint
the sky blue
as blue
as your eyes
tonight
I would

If I could
kiss
your right cheek
your collarbone
tonight
I would

Tonight
I would
lay
next to you
to feel you breathe
to hear your voice
as you say
"Tonight
I will"

It's been sixty-three days,
Fifteen hundred and twelve hours,
A total of nine weeks since I saw you last
And my thoughts of you have fluctuated,
Risen and fallen like waves of the Pacific Ocean,
But I have never felt like this in the past.

In these sixty-three days,
I have loved you like I've never loved before,
And I have missed you like I've never done
I've forgotten, forgiven and forbid you,
I can no longer shake this from my shoulders,
Each burden of you weighs a tonne.

In the next eight hundred and eighty-eight hours,
Strikes the beginning of the new year,
But I don't this one to end
It marks the end of moments like this,
Even though they've already left,
And I have no more time left to spend.

I wish my arms were branches,
Then I could stretch to reach you,
My fingers are like leaves

I wish trees grew tall enough to touch you
Then I could build a treehouse,
To sit in while you are waiting

But I know you are waiting for us,
You can see us all from up there,
Sleeping among the stars

I hope that you are free,
Like the birds flew from the trees,
And are now sitting in your armchair.