Suddenly you feel so far, much further than I think. I do not know when exactly you move to carry everything. Then narrowed the tinkling of hope that grew ever softer. Your job has finished?
Can you stay? There is no answer, you continue to create memories, so that your shadow remains in mind, eyes, especially in the heart.
Always, my eyes are closed but I do not really fall asleep, then my days will pass again together disappear.
I do not know maybe because I still want to wait for you, though late, though late, though brief.
Or maybe
I'm just being
Busy deny ---
That you have long gone.
