When will this game of chase end, as we reach its end, we look at each other wondering what is left of us. Do I love you? I don’t know anymore Do you love me? I don’t know anymore Just a bit of your sweet tears, I lick with my tongue the bittersweet...

What if you never smiled at me? What if you never looked at me? What if you never said “hey” to me? What if we never met? What if you weren’t intrigued? What if I never saw you? What if you never existed?