I miss you...

It has been so long,

but,

you were the girl that doesn't pose me,

but you were posing  me...

Your eyes were talking

One different language than your lips...

And your lips,

they were talking far more different

than your body...

The girl that doesn't pose me...

I recall you...

Recalling the red,

the grey,

the green and...

...and the most importantly,

the tone of our journey...

The moment you caressed me,

was

the moment I cuddled you,

was

the moment the film has come to an end...

The girl that doesn't pose me...

I shot you...

Now,

rewind the film,

It is ready for a whole new story,

for new colours,

for new lives...