Everything is Sound
There’s no other way I can say that I miss hearing about you That I smile everytime I see part of you in a picture That smile that gets me melted or even those eyes Which can mute anything you say until I look a bit stupid. I don’t know the time I’ve been denying this for Cause I don’t see it correct, I think that it’s crazy But you don’t seem to care and I see myself like having a phase. One phase that goes into another one with another person in order to forget you. But it’s never enough, never enough. And I keep counting your smiles and looks Overflowing inside when I see you appearing by chance, Lovely coincidences... So many times that you fill me up so easily. So simple things but so complicated at the end. Everything is such a big deal. And suddenly is a game, or a competition the moment after. I get myself inside a loop of confusion. Attracted to you again, until I prefer to leave it until you decide to see me truly again. And it go...