I lay there one spring morning
Wondering why I’m mourning
Should I relish this feeling?
Having what I have with another human being
The sky surrounding
Should be soaking my attention
But my heart is pounding
And I forgot to mention
His face has consumed reality
For better or for good
And managed to change my personality
Why, I still have not understood
The dew and the rain blend with my tears
Lying in the wet grass blades
Both taking the same path as if they were peers
The river my cheekbones have made.
Wondering why, it’s such a hard task
Why I’m so sick with love, I constantly ask
Starting a new life, I see the flowers bloom,
And I sit there in jealousy, awaiting emotions’ doom
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