HANDS

You made me your friend; I made you the love of my life! I was left with nothing more of me but you. You filled my mind with the countless memories that I pretend to forget, every hour, every second! You were close, yet so far that you never understood what I meant…

Freedom in my soul and there is no one who can cage that. I do understand how the hearth of the universe makes stars or why time cannot run backwards but I certainly do not know why the stars are so bright when there is no one around they can help to guide, nothing so frozen that would embrace their warmth. We read about love, think about love, pretend that we really understand it. Heart skips a beat and we claim we know love..