I - everything - you

The wind blows the pages on my hand

As forbidding me to write you,

As forbidding me tell you what I want to say to your eyes.

Because yes, writing you is the only way I have to be with you,

The only one in which my pain is safe ...

and where only I can judge me.

I desire you in an indescribable way,

The sad fact is that is not only your body ...

Yes ... it's really sad.

I'm at the stage in which I daydream of you

and envy your shadow for walking by your side.

At the stage in which I lose control pathetically.

I wonder if you think of me,

If you get lost in our memories that never were,

If you lose control, or

just if you daydream of me.

Your last poem:

Yes, it is definitive ...

You forgot about me.

This time you let me go completely.

This time I have to settle with the idea of our last time.

And I feel as every tear is a dream that commits suicide.

And I can’t save us them

- And I don’t want to save us them. -

And I wanted so much to love you ...

- If you only knew -

This time is forever

My legs die just to think about it …

And this is the last poem I write to you ...

This is the last breath I dedicate to you and

the last tears that carry your name:

Farewell 

Goodbye my sweet love…

- Goodbye -

Goodbye to your hands…

- Goodbye -

Goodbye to your smile…

- Goodbye -

Goodbye to your voice…

- Goodbye -

Goodbye to your eyes…

- Goodbye -

Goodbye to your body…

- G… -

Goodbye to your body…

- Goodbye to his body… -

I say goodbye to you my love,

I let go of you,

and with you goes my heart,

That departures through my throat with this last sob that whispers your name.