And Im having one of those moments, those moments when i feel like i'm not me, in a very schizophrenic way.
This song, these lines, this very note....I could swear I heard them before
I could swear I cried over them once.
I could swear I lost someone, and this very song was playing in some dark coffee shop on the corner of the main street.
I could swear it was sunset, traffic was crazy, I was lost somewhere with my thoughts racing to catch my messy mind.
I could swear I had a fight with that guy I never knew, and he wanted me to stay, but i , i, i, i just had to leave..
I could swear a loved one left and i spent a nightmarish evening.
I could swear the high note was meant for that tear i shed that same second.
I could swear I've just finished the registration process and boarded on the plane, and flew somewhere snowy. I asked the flight attendant to bring me a dark hot coffee for I was feeling a bit chilly despite the warmth of the plane
|old school : the piece of paper and the pen...|
I could swear i packed unusually light: some woolen sweaters and some of my favorite books..
I could swear no one waited for me at the airport that day because no one was left for me in this life, I took a cab and headed somewhere I didn't know.
I could swear Husnu Senlendirici was playing Sevda somewhere, he was playing it for me...
I could swear I left the world that day, for a better world.
I could swear that Once Upon A Time, Sevda was Me....
Be Schizophrenic ...
xoxo Marwa Me Blind Optimistic...