Funny. I don’t know if to call it energy, but I just had this weird journey through time, this feeling I’ve been in this space where I belonged with some people in this space. This space of unfulfilled desire for the most stupid of reasons: not even fear

And there she went
Not even walking through the sky
And there she walked
Not even through the corridors of my mind

We never made it to Barcelona, there was no need for that. As my relationship with her was meant to stay in the same place, with the other fantasies in my mind, in the place of incomplete desire where fear always got the upper hand

But if you walk with me in that place
I can tell there’s something left to feel

If you allow me to exist
I know I’m sucking your energy and your milk

And we never made it past your room in LAX, and like many men I’m forced now to lie about our fate. Because we keep our clothes always and I never touched your face. But your presence did persist and I hope I can redeem myself today

If not today well, in this life then. Because if not for that reason then why did I walked into you that way?
Maybe to redeem myself from last life, when I did not kiss you as we died.

I hate editing, JD
Peace
Pp