cupcake

he’s so cute and delicate

wearing glasses

he told me stories

and sang me a song

he gave me a cupcake

with a ring on its top

we stay together in the silence

go on a picnic in the park

when it’s cold we watch films

covered in blankets and pillows

he tries to teach me French

(though I’ll never learn it)

he’s stupid and intelligent,

not an intellectual kind

cause we don’t know anything,

just feeling… each other

and now all those little things would be true

if he’d exist

but he doesn’t

exist

ouvindo... Inevitable - Shakira