It is not just one, there are many, one for each you
One for each absence
How much you? How much me? How much of us?
How much time and absence on this goodbye?
How much forgiveness?, how much pain in this perennial absence
In this daily oblivion
In this you do not exit
I do not see you
I do not hear you
I do not read you
I do not feel you
In this invisible me
In that visible, untouchable you
Lies and liars
A riddle of letters
Notes moving in a hurry
Returns without a cure immortalizing forgetfulness
Absentmindedness that hurt and call
Forgiveness bringing more forgiveness
Escaping from unreality sumerged on red wine
Calm, silence, tenderness
Sordic silence of you
Irremediable uproar from me
Thinking in tomorrow
No, it was not the end
It was just the begining
Irremediable beginning without end
I am more you and more me
Beginning without darkness
Only lights of you and me.
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