I want nothing more than to pull you close, to feel the safety of your reassuring embrace.
The winters are fiercer without your gentle presence, do you not feel it?
Ah, I must be the only one whose body shatters at the sight of the world
The earth it orbits around the sun and the moon the earth, in a unceasing whirl.
Not only are you unmoved by my departure, but the earth and her every inhabitant is unbothered.
Oh how I yearned for you and oh how the universe sensed my yearning. But the universe offers no consolation, for she is all too preoccupied. She's busy running her fingers through your hair as you watch her show of colours, once a dawn and again at dusk.
My dear, let me hold your hand to my chest so that you may feel the orchestra inside it.
Tranquil in its subtle sound for it is not more than a mere whisper
It is faint, and that hand will feel it fainter.
But I swear by the stars and the every atom of my being, my soul aches for you.
Why, oh why can't you hear it?
