What if the night would change my mood
Seeing someone in my delude

It’s weird, too soon
Difficult to say, hard to understood

What happened to the days and nights
We were slipping sweating and nude

You’re the same as I saw you first
Remember the days that we were glued

What if I tell you right now
I want you back and I don’t feel good

You would look at me with mystery and
Admire my poems, too changed your mood