in her secret life





It comes and it flees.

Lovers are not made to be

forever happy.

When the song of harmony

is no longer sung,

let love unstrung.







Hey Mr.Busy, how are you today?
Like a little white rabbit
Click clock flick flock
You’re chasing time in all of your ways.
Busy, busy, everyday.

Plans are swirling in your left hemisphere
No room for fears, no time for tears
Today will be soon of a yesteryear
Quick, quick, time is drawing near.

Mr.Busy, are you doing well?
Take care_ please keep a good health
Lift dumbbells, burn your excessive fat cells
Have a massage, pamper yourself
And don’t forget to use the pool of your hotel.

Another year is awaiting at your door
You’ll need much energy to score and to soar
I know that you’ll soon have what you’re looking for
And that I cannot bring you more
But I’ll try to make you happy when I’m still yours.

Before I catch my flight and you’re coming home.



“Is your love for me real?”

“What? Why did you ask that silly question?”

You moaned and pulled me closer,

leaving me smiling happily.

It has been 2 weeks and 1 day after you came back to her.

2 weeks and 1 day, you tortured my heart,

confused my mind,

threw me back again with the silliness-

by showing me how you love her the same

as if our love was just a game

and I was nothing but a ghost without a name.

Doubts arose in me uncontrollably.

Have you ever loved me?

Now I’m not so sure.

“Is your love for me real?”

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