Mistakes.

Mistakes taken, mistakes given.
The world in a sight of minds believing.
Am I to give you the world?
We're drowned in agressions, a diary of an endless conversation.
The wind laughs for me, and takes me to a temporary calmness.
Sensation of something.
It's hard to tell you, when I have something to tell.
I'd miss... miss... everything.
The elements of my chase.
Our hands clapped so tight, to forget all the limits.
Dreams. Illusions. Enchant.
I'm really sorry.
Mistakes.
Yeah, mistakes.