One moment you are near me, close by -
The next one, - pop! - and you are gone.
I almost feel you breathing on me.
Imagination my beyond.
I hear your silent steps behind me
And almost feel your hand in mine.
I touch your hair, while you’re on my knees.
Convince myself that I am fine.
When I am cooking I am thinking
If you will like this dish or not.
And serving dinner, lighting candles
I’m only tightening my knot.
In game for two - I’m just one player.
And winning is the same as loss.
We both are loosing, both are failing.
In endless circle, stuck in moss.
We are too deep in our relation
To quit this all or step aside.
And everything we can - extension...
We are too bend, we are too tied.
I wonder if this all will end up
And bring us hell or paradise.
If we will ever be together -
For two years paying overprice.
Overprice
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