Literature
Marco x Jean
I wanted to meet somewhere down the depth
I’ve been there before and I’m not afraid
And your eyes, yes they changes colors in the light
But they can look now I am ready
Did you let her be closer,
Was she prettier than me?
Well, there are days that I think more of her than on you.
I walk besides but falls behind, I can not keep up anymore.
I tried to show you with the eyes, but it’s not me that you see.
This place is someone else and I have to find a way out.
how do you love someone, who has loved someone before?
I remember well how she was introduced,
But it was me who let her come in.
I have tried to give you all the blam