Ami Amant

I'm the friend
You see the lover
You caress me
You pretend

I still don't feel
Our love as strong
As you would like to believe

You think, however
Of all those nights
Do you really love me
You are so alone

Feelings
Are disguised
Final love
Fatal desire

Your silhouette
In clear obscurity
A universe
Neither black nor pure

Friend? Lover?
Breaking love
Is death
As beautiful