Missed me? I guess not!
If You Were Here Today:
“Can I?”
I lift your chin, my eyes meet your dark, deep ones… I want to be more than a ol’ time friend, more than just the good ol’ Paulie, I want to be that something you won’t forget easily…
“Paul…”
Your words wake me from my thoughts, like a light in the darkness of my insecure mind, like a brick against a window… I’m awaken through the broken glass…
“W… what are you… trying to… do?” “What I should have done a long, long time ago…”
I let my finger rub your lower lip
“Paul…”
“Don’t ask questions… don’t… before I change my mind…”
I loosen your black tie, slowly, but your eyes stop me, so harsh, so brutal…
It’s so hard when you’re the younger one, when will you understand?
I almost blush, smiling, while my trembling fingers unbutton your white shirt.
A tear of frustration rolls down my cheek, I impulsively hide my face, I don’t want you to see me so weak, even thought I know how well you know me.
You’ve always been beside me, you, more than anyone in the world and still I can barely focus you in the camera of my perception, you’re so surreal… like a dream… a dream, all you’ve ever been to me…
Yet, you are so real, so vivid in my mind…
I miss you, John.
So I made myself the promise not to slash the Beatles… I did.