domingo, dezembro 27, 2020

I count the days
and the nights
Of regret
knowing me completely
I imagine you
around but sometimes I think I don't see it right
The only thing I want
is to feel you
Maybe I love you
but don't be too
As much as it costs me
I feel your charm
Drowning in your body
unscrupulous
No craziness
you travel
You often drink a glass at night
but you never say good night
You're not funny anymore
you just become bitter
Not funny
I count the days
and the nights