Caught between
If this is tomorrow
I'd return to yesterday.
If this is my future,
I'd rather like to stay.
If this is your last word,
I'd wish to be deaf.
If this is what you think,
I fear, I have to leave.
If this was all your fire,
my heart will stay cold.
If this was all youth,
I'd love to be old.
If this is the truce,
my life should be a lie.
If this was your last smile,
I'd lay down and cry.
But
If there's more fire,
I'd kindly burn for you.
If this was a lie,
I'd always be true.
If you laugh one more time,
I'd shine through your night.
If you give me the chance,
I'd stand up and fight.
Waiting
Watching you
disappear
down, down, down
that stairs.
Still feeling
your hands in mine,
talking without words,
so warm, warm, warm
and gentle.
You won't turn,
you won't come back,
I know, know, know
you so well.
But I can't help
keep sitting here,
with tears in my eyes
and wait,
wait
w
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