Hey girl, 

I dont wanna be like you,

I dont wannna be like the sunshine that shapes your hair,

hey girl,

lines intercept lines,

they pass trough other lines,

in a pond,

in a lake,

in the ocean.


And here comes the question : is it better to love a desire?

Or maybe a memory? 

Or maybe yourself?

Or nobody else than you?


Why do I ask these questions ?

Is it just because I already know the anwsers?

Oh my!

Oh why?


Well, I'm not tryin to be alone,

but I dont want anybody else

but you : my abstract love.