Prologue

You are like a book that I tried to read

I look at your face, forming the text

I might dare to start it out

But its hard to give in

Oh dear, why did you come into my sight?

Did you have a story to tell that I never knew well?

Havent I already understood enough about you?

Did you know that we could be close

That day in the same bus

From the time I did not exist in you

You are like a forecast I can not predict

In the midst of - winter sky dont you show your shine

I dont even wanna know

dont think I will know

Oh, how come you kept me so insecure

Did you have a story to tell that I never knew well?

Havent I already understood enough about you?

Did you know that we could be close

That day in the same bus

From the time I did not exist in you

Maybe I only have read the prologue of you instead

Would it be different if Ive read to the end