I changed my numbers
moved away from friends and habits
To forget a life
I saw with you
Like light through the trees
As a flower in a snow day
Swings obstacles, such moments of serenity
Now you are to me
powder
stops in the hallways
Boxes
Memories of us
And even if you know
Not what you want
Not more than a detail now
Why I am fascinated by the autonomy
the prospect that yesterday was not my
Although at times the need is there
nothing is missing you,
you, you, because
Today you are to me
powder
stops in the hallways
pages
of memories and we
Now I
I feel that
Are more stable
You start to be reborn
It starts from here
Confused but free
What I'm crying
The prospect of me
me me
Although this does not know more about us
Not more than a detail now
Why I am fascinated by the autonomy
the prospect of me