do it to it

did we meet before getting born
when our bodies hadn't any shape,
i wondered

did you promise me you'll find me,
or I swore to you, I'll wait for you,
i wondered, again

and why i'm keeping do it to it still,
i really don't know 

(maybe you didn't find me…),
(maybe i didn't wait for you…),
(as you promised) (as i swore)

maybe our intentions
got vapourised, taking by selves
a shape of their own… maybe

πŸ“–

mille fois

universe

Say

one that I want

ain't stopping

hold on

salut

on repeat

thousand love songs