Distances

The will to make you notice when to leave it be And leave some space to an action for then not to hear "Sorry sweetie I've got some thoughts I'm so happy you're so fine but dunno who you are now" Without a gleam there won't be spaces for a position change Your bloody valentine is bleeding in the dark there where you hit the switch out of range It's been beautiful but now let's cut it here with style To feel more ourselves by stop pretending and hurting hard Against some will there is just no right To square a circle is a mathematical matter and you know It's geometries of distance and empty spaces that you just won't cover anymore Dirty verities against some clumsy questionable attitudes in a play You don't have the age to look suitable in such a classy role But soon you will pass away But then you will pass away Nothing will remain Not even a taste that you have Never lost in this comedy play