Watching her sitting on the edge of that rooftop,
Two inches to fall, or maybe to fly
Enjoying the fresh cold air there
Moving towards her, getting near,
Reached her screaming face
She was too afraid of fall
Very near, my frozen hands escaped to her back,
Seeking warmth I said, but nothing just to pull her even closer
Asking for her pleasure
Wanting to kiss her, her lips
Slowly leaned in to get a moment of magic,
A moment of her.
And that's how I ended and stared my year.

Is it this kind of me again?
The one isn't getting enough..
Getting everything and still not?
Skips sleep only to continue
Sleeps only to wake up
Wakes up only to reach your part..
And still not enough?
Is it this kind of me again?
The one wants your all
Dreams to reach your reality
Imagines to steal you from the truth
Is it this kind?
The one who lives only to see you?

On the last few months, I took time experience how to completely feel a feeling
To focus on it,
To enjoy it clearly, with all it can give and all I can get
Then,
On the last few weeks, you came in a form of human and I kept you the way I saw it, a human
Then, suddenly,
You, the one I thought it was just a human, transformed to a feel..
I know exactly what a feel feels like, it's what I've been taught
You became a feel a good one..
I felt it, enjoyed it and got all it gave
Then, suddenly,
It started to be more than that,
It started to be a kind of feel, which is part of every feeling I feel..
I wonder of the next..

At the end of this day,
This long day,
The day we were waiting for.. since forever
After the day I spent with you,
While you're spending it with someone else..
A long tiring day..
A day full of self calming downs..
Calming downs..
To make it one of the best
To call it a well spent one..
A day that we will keep remembering
Keep wishing it back
After a long day like this,
All I got is.. A fed up soul.

In a dark box begging for oxygen
thinking of nothing other than freedom
There alone with a crying lady and a quiet one
Feeling so cold
Effected by the terror I assumed
Looking at the small holes
Hoping for a sign
A man to open this door
Screaming at my face while I'm stealing some oxygen
Or a car
A car to take me home
Although it gonna be my father's
Screaming again while I'm wishing for a bed
But no nothing of that..
Stayed for almost four hours doing the same
But not getting any..
I got nothing to do just to think whose fault is that..
I said it's mine,
But then after I imagined the same seen in another country
Any other one..
After imagining that seen in any other community..
Any other one..
It's not my fault anymore, it's the community's
But then my father disagreed..
No wonder..
He's a part of it, I'm a part of it..
Not trying to make it long,
it's my fault after all..

After a long night last thursday
With my limbs touching the water of the salty sea
My body lying on the wetty softy sand
Hearing nothing just the waves and your voice
Spending hours hearing that mixture
Your voice and the waves
Or to be more realistic
The singer and the song
After that night, that long night
I started feeling you everywhere
I felt you beside my brain going down to my heart
I felt you racing my red blood
Running between my small parts
I felt you standing there inside my mind
Checking on every thought and fixing what you didn't like
I felt you in my eyes, in my ears
I felt you and felt you and felt you
Until I started feeling nothing other than you

After a long perfect night last thursday
I knew that you owned even the breath out of me.

A whole new life we're going to start we said
We start living a new good one at first
Second and third..
But slowly we find ourselves back to who we are
To what we do
And how we think..
And slowly we find ourselves back to the same dark room
Thinking about the same black thoughts
With the same people we said we'll never think about
It's sad, isn't it?
How the same cage can bring us back to it
Put us and lock us again
Spending days and days finding an escape
But all we need is another more few days to get us back to it..