For an instant I remained
breathless, while in retrospective I could not distinguish my own
self through the exactable chaos of life. I hang back, gasping I
found my self thirsty for love. My eyes were weeping like never
before but I could not turn back the time, it was careless of my
thoughts, my feelings and meanwhile it had created some silent
wrinkle close to my eye that with it's mutely had started talking
about the betrayed of the age. With my grief I had jumped over
the carriage of the past while the air was getting so thickened
in my chest that for a moment I thought that life it self had
forgotten its mundane duty sitting on a lonely bench, decayed
from the tears of my soul.
The strange remedy of hatred has
suddenly started to touch all the paths of my life and I felt
happy, infinitely happy. I well knew that over that chair of the
street in which I waited for you every night you would show up
filling my soul with endless happiness, but what I didn't knew
was that that chair of mine was so divine that even earth
couldn't carry long in its maliciousness.
I had longed for you, searching
in every side of my spirit that even my self I had fatigued over
time escaping towards love. And through my prayers I knew God had
given you to me making me live while I was alive.
So I touched you, I felt you
through my whole being , I loved you when I thought I didn't have
any more love left in me. And I loved you even more when I
understand that you had the same human or inhuman feeling for
I loved you through this eternal
happiness, in this immortality of our love, and with you I even
started to love my mortal life.
I madly fell in love with the
night, following your shadow, forgetting my self into the
blithering path of my own feeling.
We stayed gathered like a solid
statue to outlive what we had once lost, once into that time we
didn't even knew each other.but when your sickness did touch you
over our happiness, and that joy of ours remained just a mirror
of the past in which it would reflect my own sorrow, i would
simpy accept the contempt of my happiness, with my destiny
mocking me while it slowely was taking you away from
With the same sight and faith i
had prayed to god to brink you next to me i raised my head to
worship GOD , but in differencethis time i prayed to make my pain
much easier, to make me be able to live throught this livable
challenge that would let me live through the alive onces even,
knowing very well inside i was dead.
Life in death it was monstrous,
but death in love it was even more