Archive de 24 novembre 2007

Unwritten

24 novembre 2007

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So here I am, pen in a hand,
  Writing our story as I can ;
Know beginings, but not the end,
  Our memories are uncertain.
I get your cheeks, your lazy smile,
  Your laughs when I succeed to fun ;
I tried to fix, to close your file,
  But things turned hard, I have to run.

Shivers and doubts on final line,
  What’s unwritten leads no regret
‘Cause even if it’s will of mine,
  We shared something I can’t forget.
It may sound weak : I’m just afraid
  Of dead end streets and closen doors,
And deep in my head, a voice said
  Where was my place and where was yours.

I’ve never pretended to be carefree,
To not pay attention of who we’d be.
I’ve never thought it would be that easy
To write these few last words you have to see.

Maybe you’ll try to make me stay
  When you’ll find out the way I chose,
Or maybe you’ll let me display
  Reasons that make us not so close :
Unwritten words have much to say
  But only one is on purpose…

Goodbye.

Bleeding the ink, sheets and paper,
  And melted for once, black and white ;
Breathing for something, some answer
  I’ll never get without a fight.
So I give up : I’m not coward,
  But words say he’s already won
The love wheel prize, the great reward,
  The one that never let you down.

I’ve never pretended to be better,
To be the man, the boy like no other.
I’ve never thought you’ll be simple reader
Of the end of what we lived together.

Maybe you’ll try to make me stay
  When you’ll find out the way I chose,
Or maybe you’ll let me display
  Reasons that make us not so close :
Unwritten words have much to say
  But only one is on purpose…

Goodbye.

So here we are, roads crossing by
  The heart broken story we wrote.
Tears gone away, my eyes are dry,
  Full of songs and movies we quote ;
And the best words remain untold,
  Unwritten for eternity :
They made us warm, they make me cold,
  But let us try to be happy.

Maybe you’ll try to make me stay
  When you’ll find out the way I chose,
Or maybe you’ll let me display
  Reasons that make us not so close :
Unwritten words have much to say
  But only one is on purpose…

Goodbye.