In my head I see the pictures, of long lost times.
Hoping they will be eventually, after heavy rainy climbs.
Your eyes when you saw me there, sitting alone with tears. Hoping for a hand to reach, hoping for listening ears.

I see you in the mirror, when you lay in my arms.
I see you watching tv, or watching me sometimes
I feel your hand moving, rubbing mine.
You hold it, from time to time.

I still smell your scent, the most lovely one there can be. All I am wondering now, are you scenting me?

You can’t hurt me, because you exist.
You can’t fool me, if I never see your faults.
I can’t act normal, as long as you make me crazy.
I can love you, because you deserve.

I am crazy about you, it’s not even a crush.
It’s a lovestory, hoping for a finishing touch.
Love well ends well, will there ever be?
There can’t be a happily ever after, if there is no you and me.