
Tell me,
that you don’t come
to give me hope
or offer a new romance
Cause I won’t be trapped in the same mistake
What do you want,
by this kind of wish?
I can’t tell,
is it a joke?
Cause you’re such a flirt
From you,
I learn how to laugh :
how life is so ridiculous
how you playfully said
that I’m your dopamine resource
Once again, you make me laugh
Keeping me in our conversations
Should it be longer,
till we finish our cups of coffee?
Let it flow or go
without pressure or compulsion
We’re just actors
that follow God’s scenario
Saturday night, end of July