I once started a tale
without knowing inference
unaware of its lapse
but i filled out some pages
Yet some had your name
reminding that the bigwig
written by my thought's veins
is nothing but ourselves
So i drew you those wings
forgot to pronounce your smile
cause i don't pretend
you to be mine
Hence the choice to change
the sketch towards the play
a chapter where we return
to be a special kind
what if our nature is unknown
hyperreal love not shown
Yet some had your name
reminding that the bigwig
written by my thought's veins
is nothing but ourselves
So i drew you those wings
forgot to pronounce your smile
cause i don't pretend
you to be mine