Yes it’s hopeless but it is true,
I am always like this, you are always you,
I need surprises;
The best ones expect you,

You never seem to understand,
There is a child inside me
who wants to play with you,
Call me imbecile, different or crazy,
I always peek out of window,
Hoping for some miracle, shooting star or rainbow,

For the first time, if I am not looking outside,
The reason could be you,
Yes I am complaining, but I want my miracle to be you,
To behold all that amazement,
Let my astonishment be just you,
But you won’t understand,
You always were the ocean,
I feel like a desert now and then,

Why don’t you feel?
The need, the thirst,
The thirst in me,
You seem perfect for me and I always wanted to be with you,
And the connection between us, it always have been true,
Sometimes I wonder,
Am I wrong? Do I ask too much?
Do I love too much?
But what is enough,
What should be enough?

Is it my fault that I yearn, I seek all of you?
I don’t want you in pieces,
I want everything of you,
But only a prisoner can feel it,
The captivator won’t know any of it,
Far away, some place, a boy always waits for a girl to play with him…
-N2S
14102016