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Pre scriptum: don’t even think it’s about you, f.

I know that we believe
That we have never met.
I know that kind of love
It’s easy to forget.
Then we are all alone
And we do both agree
We have nothing in common
And this was meant to be.

I raise my hands to heaven of curiosity
I don’t know what to ask for
What has it got for me?
The others say we’re hiding
It’s as forward as can be
Some things I do for money
Some things I do for free.

“Persoana a carui parfum il simti rasfoind o revista de cosmetice. Treci cu degetele pe pagina parfumata si te trezesti intro alta lume.Il simti acolo. Vezi o persoana pe strada si observi unele trasaturi cunoscute. Ii vezi buzele si sti ca sunt exact la fel. Ai vrea sa sari pe un necunoscut doar pentru iluzia de cateva secunde ca inca mai e acolo cu tine.“

Oh, little girl please stop pretending.
You got me wrong and now it looks so complicated.
You know, it’s not the first time, baby
I’m sure it won’t be the last time
We give it all away, for a little fun.

“persoana la care inca incerci sa ii iei apararea doar pentru a nu recunoaste ca ai luat o decizie foarte proasta “giving it all away, for a little fun” “

i always gave and forgave but he just got and forgot.