I go through life with a longing
for the romantic movie scenes;
kissing - soaking wet - during the rain,
saying 'I love you' in the shelter under
a tree,
and then slowly make love just there
with a passion that could melt the polar ice.

I go through life with a longing
for the romantic movie gestures;
my favourite flower on an seemingly
mundane day,
a song dedicated with love from stage
or a proposal of great dimensions;
like Max to Lorelai in Gilmore Girls
who filled her house
with 1000 yellow daises.

I go through life with a longing
for being treated like great movie characters;
like Vivianne in Pretty Woman by Edward,
like Baby in Dirty Dancing by Johnny,
and to be carried out from my dull life like in
the final scene of an Officer and a Gentleman.

I go through life searching with a flashlight
for that feeling
and I always think I got it but I soon get disappointed
when the real world don't meet my expectations
of a relationship like those on tv
where every day is a special Valentine's day
and the ups are more than the downs,
where the boy makes the girl feel stunning
every time their eyes meet,
where there are no fights about the trash or
the toilet seat
but only about silly things that end up with bed heads
and sheets entangled.

I go through life searching;
for someone like you.