The Old Way
Today, we no longer write letters to those we want to fall in love with.
Today, we don’t send flowers anymore.
Where has that romance gone?
Today, poems no longer exist to conquer the girl we want to fall in love with.
Today, we only send each other emails and texts.
Today, nobody delivers chocolates anymore.
Today, I refuse to renew myself, it’s my way.
Today, I confess that I would like to love you the old way, to give you my life, to fill you with roses, sing you love songs, paint you caresses, to love you the old way, to steal your smiles, to hold your hand, open the door for you, write you poems, to love like the past.
Today, love last only a moment but ours is of the past.
Today, every minute is important
Today, you are just like I dreamed of you.
Today, you don’t know how long I’ll wait for you, wish forever, to love you the old way, to give you my life, fill you with roses, sing love songs, paint you caresses, to love you in old way, to steal your smiles, to hold your hand, to open the door for you, write you poems and love like before, like the old ways.
