• A strange power possesses me
    When our eyes meet
    When our hands touch
    Your words are confusing
    They hurt, they heal
    They make me fly
    They make me feel
    A feeling which makes me go crazy

    When you use that look
    When your hands get lost in my hair
    My breath is lost for a moment
    Your eyes speak truth
    But then again what is lying
    Not your hands, not your lips
    Not your words, not your body

    Then what is?
    dear god, there must be something...

    Me?
    No!!
    don't be ridiculous...

    Maybe it doesn't need to be a lie
    maybe this is true
    Maybe...

    .
    let's hope so..