Saturday, May 08, 2010

Aaromale. . .

Wish i'd known more... seems difficult to comprehend.
The pain, the moments, the magic of it....
A string so fragile, strengthened over time, broken as well.
Wish i'd been stronger...could answer your when, how, where and why?

I fail to adapt, to learn, to improve...
In your love, from your questions, from your expectations, from your caring.
But when the rain comes down and i see your face trembling...
I could just hold you till the end of everything.

People seem estranged, as i lie under this saddened sky...
Head full of words, full of thoughts. Nothing more than just words, just thoughts.
Wish i could just go back to the wilderness, to my summer of wither...
Or wish i could see the future, wish i could see you there.

I say a few words, they go unheard... and i sit in silence, moments gone...
I'm left there saddened, and i wait for my turn.
But when i see you there, smiling or fuming...i see you there caring, or scolding...
I can wait all my life in silence.Can wait till the end of everything.

I make the same mistakes, i voice the same nonsense...
I know it hurts you somewhere, and i end up picking the pieces of the mess i made.
But when i hear your voice saying you love me, i feel blessed, feel glad...
I could love you till i end, could love you till the end of everything.


P.S. "Aaromale" translates to O Beloved !