I look in the mirror. I wonder if I feel anything else. I wonder if the feeling will be the same. I wonder if you're still the same. It's been too long. Two actors who played in the wrong play.
-You look happy.
You crush my lips. You never knew how to ask. You took it by force. Kisses, caresses, soul, tears, smiles, hopes, dreams. I learned to do the same so I answer you brutally. We have no time for regrets. We both know that our story always lasts until sunrise. A temporary happiness and sins that only the soul can count.
I'm watching you. You look at me. You open a button. I open a button. I feel your warm breath, you feel my brutal touch. In a dark night of desires we build memories. The same two lonely people, selfish and in love. The same people who drown feelings with touches, the same people who kill smiles with kisses, the same people who dance in the middle of hell and feel at home.
-November is approaching.
I'm smiling at you. November was going to change my life. November was smiling and planning to assassinate another soul. November fell in love.
-I'm happy.
