It feels like
if I have to be
forfilling your expectations
the two roots
of the second grade equation
me
and
fame
to be equally the same
for you to love me
I love you
wether you deliver sensations
or if you don't
Cause you meet my expectations
whatever you chose to do
or won't
So why do you crave
so much more
than all the love I still do
bring to you
like I used to do once before
I don't want to
have to bring you revelations
of publicly expected sensations
Cause I've long time ago
closed that door
All I wish for
is to feel that you may
love me
the way I am today
That you love me for whom I am
here and now
and not for what I used to be before
But somehow it feels like
if you only are able to love
me if I accept the fame
Like if the fame itself
is the only thing that can
enlight the flame
of love in you
Maybe I do am
a true second grade equation
wihich roots
me
and
fame
are the inevitable quotation
from which I couldn't hide
even if I tried
But even if so
I have to let you go
cause I want to be loved
for who I am
and not for what I do
If you truly love me
I will not restrain
either what I can do
or the fame
that could be prosperous
for both me and you
But if you can't love me true
you'll not ever get to experience
either fame nor any other sensation
in any kind of constellation
within the context of me and you
I rather live the rest of my life alone
than once more
be having to live up to someones expectations
like I have been doing so many times before
Without true love
I chose to not ever more
open that door
But if I still would chose to so do
it would not be for
anyone else but myself
- and not for you!
And then the door to my heart
will for ever be closed
for you or anyone like you too
Just hope you'll understand
that I really do want to bring
you and all the other things
our true love could make us do
to our own wonderland
a state of mind
rather than a place
of some sensational kind
Our perfect moment
in time and space
a Universe of love
made out of our own creation
from what we for each other feel
without any expectations
A Universe we make real
without limitations
for what ever sensations
we ever would like to feel
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Publicerad här tidigare i januari 2012