push it, push it, push it.
absence of real feelings,
forgotten love.
had been stuck in a stupor, a circle of reinforced jealousy and insecurities.
it was a sure sign you need to be on your own again.
instead, i waved the red flags away, i trekked on.
on a path that led to the final termination.
daunted by the prospect of being alone, i clinged on.
to the hope that perhaps one day it will all work out between us.
but life is too short - i forgot to live in the now.
i wanted so badly, to rewind our tape,
back to the days where all we cared about was what to eat for dinner.
thank you my love, for now i know how to love and be loved.
finally conversing as friends, no more leftover debris in my heart.
no more resentment, no more anger.
no more screams, no more tears.
just the belief in being true to myself.
shuffling papers, laid out magazines.
movies playing in the background, music pumping through the speakers.
packs of cigarettes lined up on the shelf, books stacked on the desk.
running in and out, looking left and right,
flowing with life and joining its spontaneity.
just like the old days... comfortably seated in the cart of constant movement.
colliding souls, exchanging glances,
full of fire and burning out the candle inside of me...
searching for someone to light it up, keep it warm and in control.
i want to fly into the skies, relive those special moments.
brushing shoulders, blushing cheeks.
stare into your eyes and connect with your soul.
to know more, to understand better, to figure out.
perhaps not to love, but just to be with.
and find out where this feeling will take us tonight...
rediscovering the spiritual and emotional side,
nurturing the soul with the warm soup of infatuation.
damn, it's good to be back on the road again.
refresh.
refresh.
refresh.
