Longing for your presence, wrapped in a cocoon of sheets like a chrysalis in winter, just waiting for you. Of your presence. The hours pass while the others live dreams.
The shadows are my temple, spirits accompany me, I invoke your name without answer. Maybe because they can not speak the language of souls. I get frustrated at times, but the desire is so great that I do not lose heart and I continue ...
Fused eyelids, amalgamated, I think I will achieve it, I look between slits and I tell myself that it is you, my heart tells me, but they are only silhouettes around me, ethereal figures who visit me, but it is not you, it is not you.
Exhausted, the thoughts are exhausted, the whole night is awake, now it is the lack of faith that overwhelms me because I do not get in front of me.
A farewell, only that I ask to desist. I could not say goodbye. I miss you.