And, i wanna love again, love, like it's one last time, when you were good to me, where my eyes cried to you, love, before saying grace, when everything clicks on, where regrets are resolved, and, i wanna sleep again, sleep, like it's only a vision, of us getting in together, hallicinating, yet tempting, who knows, in due course, maybe, nevermore.
There's a girl i love, her eyes, somnolent, a bundle of delight, innocency at it's best, she cares 'bout the world, bibliophile, intelligent, always making me smile, cute, but fierce all along, tough enough to thrive, we talked for nights, never met her though, started clicking slowly, she skipped my evenings, i ignored her daylights, love began to fume, then, we stopped talking, bluntly walked away, opposing every feeling, never looked back, guess, that's all of it, my fuckin' love story, undying, yet blended, somehow forlorn, maybe colorful too, mauve, to name it.
And you, you can be mean And I, I'll drink all the time 'Cause we're lovers, and that is a fact Yes we're lovers, and that is that Though nothing will keep us together We could steal time just for one day We can be heroes for ever and ever What d'you say?
- David Bowie, Heroes
PS - This is real, yet awkward. I really don't know what have gotten into my mind... Don't mind me.