Not for a heartbeat longer
Than it was expected
And whispered, we cannot be a duet.
How dare you say I can be wrong
Expressing feelings!
How come this novel was just written in my head?
When I will shine in front of thousands
In the spotlight
And you will be depicted in the cover
Of "Financial Times",
You'll come to my performance with a brunch of flowers.
The woman gifting them to me will be your wife.
Not me will look at herself in the mirror
And tear her soul apart behind the scenes.
Don't you remember dancing in the kitchen?
I do. But if you don't, it's your free will.
Sometimes I wonder, what if one had known,
How cold it was out there before you came.
I don't know what you did that lit my fire,
I only know the way to save my flame.
Of course, you will appear at the afterparty,
But there's no need for us to talk.
We'll shake each other's hand and smile,
And then you'll hug me. Not for a heartbeat longer, than it was supposed.
22.10.25
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