i hate i drank too much
that i don't remember your touch.
we were out with my friends
as i saw you from distance.
that's how the night started,
that's how we got divided.
even if i talked to someone,
i was searching for the only one.
the alcohol was running my veins,
at that time it was getting late.
i noticed you sitting on the bench,
realising it was you for whom i searched.
giving each other our voices,
forgetting about possible causes.
we sat at the river under the blanket
with clouds and stars in a casket.
i was hopeless back then,
all i could see was blackened.
i blame myself and my weak brain,
i can't go back there again.
still trying to feel the taste,
not thinking it was a waste.
still trying to feel the warmth
of the hug when i was cold.
"i don't regret anything"
means for me everything.
getting nervous about next meeting,
my heart never found cheating.
