Lyric

In the notes of the book

That you left here

I try to reread

Find a clue

A line, a phrase

A love still burning

You promised me an ending that I would find, but there isn't one

There's nothing

Have you perhaps

Erased everything

And I was hoping

In that half-finished book

That I would find our story and your truth

Tell me

Where did this story end?

I repeat the logic of your steps, but there's no way out

Our memories are now just a point of view

It's not just a book, it's a fragment of us

The ending you didn't write and that I will never find

Every chapter is a scar, a deep pain

A broken promise, a love that's a shadow

I wish I could erase, forget everything

But the scent of you is still there in the air

Another story that makes no sense, that has no thread

And as evening falls here, I still wonder

If you wrote the ending somewhere

And I who believed in that half-finished book

But our love is an incomplete book

A story that makes no sense, that has no destination

And you who left

How strange, a book without an ending

Leaving everything hanging

After all, it's a book to be thrown away with all your notes

You'll come back sooner or later to complete and write the last page

But you'll find nothing left