You
Sex with strangers,
casual and spontaneous
for a day, a month, a year,
sex with strangers
to maybe be better,
to maybe cause less harm
to not know who, how, or when
or to be guessing
if it's love or friendship
or just love with strangers
without laughing or crying,
without anniversaries.
You, you,
the one who loses my hugs
in the cold of the night
it's you, you
the one who terminated the contract
it's you, you
the one who breaks the commitment
out of fear of the spell
it's you, oh! you
the one who pushes me to meet strange people
it's you, you, only you
Nights of glamour,
synthetic days,
just sex with strangers
to learn to live
without feeling, without suffering
without collateral damage,
without love, why?
sex with strangers
You, you,
the one who will look at the moon
and miss like no other
it's you, oh! you
the one who doesn't answer my calls
it's you, you
Who will make love to you like an army?
Who will dry your tears in bad times?
Who will put a megaphone in the square
to shout 'I love you' in the morning?
I wish to open my eyes,
and press the red button
to turn back time,
open the door and see
that it's you, you, only you
Who will put a megaphone in the square
to shout 'I love you' in the morning?
