"People In Transit"
my latest fleeting romance
Our chat was a blast but maybe you are some sort of a computer
When you where swimming my way
I saw the embeds
I saw the numbers
But I stayed, for a while
I will not cover up the story saying just the assholes will switch all my greatness up
But you prefer the distractions
Not who is prepared
Never, what I once for a few hours
My soul flows
All devotion, the fleeting devotion was killed in time
I have a different romantic sight
I’m a short-term romantic
I like the small doses of soul, the quick connection
I fall in love with their words and the way their look through the world
I live this feeling for a while not for long
Sometimes and mostly, just for a few days
The melancholy to not have, inspire me
Sometimes their get back
I like to call us "people in transit"
So I enjoy every part of love and inspiration of our greatness, even the bitter greatness we share with each other
I bring to life, I feel it much, and writing I let our story go, with loads of love
I will become personal
In some way I feel you have lot to say and share
About life, about music, cinema, yourself
That’s what I get attached in a gentle way in people
What’s their ideas about literature, emotions and aesthetics
I want someone to prove me wrong, or at least, show me a side I’ve never saw
Even if I'm sleeping on it
Mostly, I do not agree but I feel the joy of the new, and the respect of each other perspective
A love without a lover
Or with a lot of lovers
Inside my soul, keeping a room, cozy room
Cool candles
Sometimes is like a half a hour talk, but some can be more present then some who I talk everyday, at work, or at the gym
We never know why exactly
Meantime I feel 200%
I care
I know the whole process of my heart and head
Tricky
Metaphorical
After a few years I get it, will pass
Sometimes take years
Had times which still going on
You, if you want to know, will take a few days or weeks
Because of the misunderstanding of my part
Or yours
Ours
I used to think I was always falling in love
Not always romantically
Sometimes in a soul form
Now I know we need more
To give and receive love
Nothing matters
We have no choice when the subject is love
What I'm writing here, I would be confused
If was love, I would be writing in a non sense way, my favorite words
But I’m not
I don’t care about your music
I’m more interested in your heart and soul
Or I had a misunderstanding vibe come from your words and songs
Stole my mind and solve your crimes.
C