It is extremely strange world we live in,
The more you care, the less you get;

Show of anger, of dissatisfaction,
Have to be displayed here and there;

Otherwise they play, they laugh,
Thinking that they played you well;

While all you wish is to take care of her,
Love, forgive, and except her as she is;

Strange, not logical world I live in. . . .

in need to come out of shock received today,
after a flight you lend in someone house...
after a while you are with someone in your place.
and all the while like stupid guy,
i sit and wait next to your house,
for you to call or just to text.

you said you feeling dizzy, coughed and stuff,
i thought that must be serious, i must to come
tomorrow is my flight, make sure that she is alright,
by dropping all i go the whole way long.

so here i’m knocking on your door,
i wasn’t welcome there, was just intruder.
i never thought to go and knock,
they said: she is waiting for you.

you open door and saying hi, on a couch someone’s guy
you looking fresh, your hair is wet..
lost all my words, lost all my thoughts
couldn’t reflect of who i’m,
what was i’m doing here and where i'm


i had a question in my head:
who am i to you?

**you showed me there.