How cheap I sold myself for a second of love
I didn’t ask for anything in return; I even cut pieces of myself
To receive, to fit into your petty life
One second from there, one second from there
I gathered an ocean of love in me
Seconds transformed into lost decades
For the sake of the idea of love.
Notched here and there, filed at the edges, with torn and lost pieces
I am still an ocean of love.
