"When I got home I thought I had the hope of seeing you in it or maybe I just hallucinated with a little affection, in any way you weren't there and my heart broke every time.
I couldn't have you and seeing you from afar became a burden. Distance? I believed it, I thought I needed to get away from you, away from him, from everyone. Run away and start again where he thought me dead and finally be free.
Freedom was not the most important thing in my life, although I Loved being that free bird running down the long roads of the hill, I knew perfectly well that my cage was an ornament for others and the prison for me.
I saw you with that girl in the park today, I could see how you looked at her, oh I also saw how you shared smiles and an ice cream of our favorite flavor. Do you still like sparks? I think that was your choice.
