For you
 

When I open my window with a secret desire,
this feeling I’m ashamed of and I can no longer share.
As I shove the curtains aside, slowly look around the corner,
but still my dreams are mistaken, you were never there.

Can you mistake me for ever having to hope,
if I never could have felt what it was like.
Everything I am and anything you did,
I struck every single sign with a strike.

-----To be continued-----

Lekker mysterieus!!!
Maar wel mooi geschreven.

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Told u before... I like! Kan niet echt fouten vinden.. Snel vervolg schrijven! ;)