My…

Under that tree
In the shade
Under the light of your eyes

Tell me…
Why does it hurt so much
Why don’t I forget
My chest is tight
The roar of emptiness
The deafening echo
That mute remembers…
You are no longer with me

Laughter doesn’t come
The place where we made each other
Promises, oaths…

Instants whispered to time
Between moans, whispers and sighs
Overwhelming silences
Minds in stealth
Waterlogged drops gushing
In scattered paradise
Two unwary beings
… Sickly feelings.

Cruel fate has broken
What precipitated his whim
Seeing himself overcome
Wanted to redo what was written

There is nothing left
Nor oasis
Nor bench
No fountain
Only… The lost.

I return daily
Idealising the memory
Rambling in dreams
Knowing…
Wishing for…
Another destination.

I feel cold…

With my head down I descend
And turning around
… I look at
In case it’s too early
In case I’ve got the wrong time
Just in case…

I turn around…
A figure
A wish…

Looking into each other’s eyes
Feeling… I break.

O.