Treasure Island

Waltz For Zizi

(7 march 1988)

Your Lovely Funeral


We were supposed to fall in love, again and again
in that room.
We were supposed to lock the door and kiss.
We should have never left that room
without a kiss.
I don't belive that we were too young,
we held hands, didn't we?
We shared the same pillow,
we drank from the same bottle,
I gave you my smile, and you gave me yours,
but we still ended up
by giving our love letters to others.
I stopped writing that day when I saw you leaning for his kiss
a year ago.
This is my first time since then, speaking to you.
I'm having trouble sleeping.
Someone else is in my bed, and I don't dare to wake her up,
I think I'll let her have her dream tonight.
Her eyes, I've never seen them open
when kissing me.
I think she loves me, because of that
and I think that I'll tell her, when she wakes up,
that I love her too.

Well, to hell will you and your silence
I've got better things to write about.

Submitted: Friday, June 21, 2013
Edited: Friday, June 21, 2013
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