I wonder how is like to be loved by you sometimes...
Is it like the thunder blowing the silence when it rains?
Or is it like a deadly disease that gives you hope and still leaves you without air ?
Or maybe it's like a shy sun in a rainy day that keeps you safe and never fades away?
Is it addictive or just sweet? And does it ever let you sleep?
Tell me, love, is it hard or I need to change myself to make it true?
Would it be like in the movies- foolish love of childish people ?
Would it be like in the songs- gentle, euphoric and calm?
Perhaps it's a day of June, sad at night but fun in the afternoon...
