I want it to be
1983 again.
I want you to
Hold me in your arms,
Tell me how the stars
Twinkle just for me.
I want you to show me
How to paint.
I want you to guide my hands
And show me what to do
When we kiss,
to feel your body
Against mine.
I want you to tell me that I’m
Beautiful.
I want you to show me that the greatest freedom,
Is lying in the middle of the road,
And not getting up
When you feel the ground tremble.
I want to
Cry with you,
Laugh with you,
Live with you.
I want to feel your happiness,
Your sorrow,
Your pain…
I want to feel.
But it’s 1993
And you’re gone,
And I’m left, lying
In the middle of the road;
Alone.
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