I want to write a love song that talks about you and me but words aren’t enough anymore to mourn for a love that is dying. Maybe they can’t find their place among so many dead bodies or perhaps when everything ends there’s nothing left.
Maybe, perhaps… That’s enough so many useless calculations of probabilities, go back and forth has never worked; if you really love me, you’ll try to find a way to light the fire again; if I really love you, I’ll look for a way to don’t get scorched.
Why so much love can’t be rescued from those bodies that now is lying inert on the embers? Why aren’t my kisses enough to bring you back? So many unanswered questions that have surrendered to a false evidence, to an illustrative expiry date.
And yes, I want to write a love song that talks about us and all those broken lovers who have given up. And I also want to make a love revolution, who is in?