something from the thoughts..

I'm waiting next door
much expecting your call.
I think that it is you
who is changing my life

I thought I could
tell you my truth and I would
stop thinking about what is wrong and what's right...

The story is here:
you were waiting for me
being the first, or probably not, man in your life,
and I didn't knock your door
and my actions were unexpected.

You mentioned we are friends
and I didnt answer to you...
As you were mumbling to yourself...
And I was sitting next door and was waiting for you...

M.K. 20/11/2012 on my way from Brum


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