FORBIDDEN: The Sacred of Life, Love and Agony

Footprints

Are you there?

I'm just here,

I never left

I'm still here

Do you still have my letter?

I still have your letter

It's in my black wallet

I wrapped it in plastic

Can you read my text messages?

My inbox is full by yours

I never deleted any of your messages

Can you still remember those days?

I still reminisce them, all the time

What about the flowers that I gave you?

It's dry, I know!

Throw them away, I'll just give you another

Did you changed your perfumed?

I haven't mine

You liked them, right?

You said!

You like red roses

You told me!

I have it here, with me

By the way, I'm wearing the gray shirt you bought me

It's a bit saggy but I like it

You gave it to me!

Can you still recall my address?

I know every corner and streets of your hometown

I haven't moved

But you can forget my house

It doesn't matter anyway

For I am always here

At your front door,

Still waiting for your footprints to appear