We were in the same room.
Full of people,
But I had the impression that we were alone.
Your eyes was on me and mine on you.
I felt this desire growing in me.
I wore this blouse, the one that you adored.
And in a daydream,
I remembered the number of times that you undressed me.
Then I came back to earth,
Telling me that everything was over.
But if everything is over,
why I still feel your perfume on me?
Why your voice is still in my head?
I want you and I crave you so much,
Even more by remembering what we had.
We were in same rooms,
But nothing was as before.
Your eyes was on me and mine on you.
But in your look, everything was cold.
We were in the same room, full of people,
and i looked away from you.
O.P
