When she was all he needed , she was love.
When he was needed , he was , everything but love .
He was distance , notions and reasons .
Where love then ?
A question of existence , who will decide who is right?
When night today pours his dream on her
She will watch him for the last time
For he doesn't dream her by his side
She is a whim adrift , assuming love to be here and there .
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