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If I close my big brown eyes
I can still see yours.
There, in my mind,

as green as leaves in spring.

I can still feel

The touch of your pale soft hands

On my warm embarrassed cheeks

Before you kissed me.

I can still hear your voice

Whispering “I love you”

as kind as you can be.

I can still taste you,

Still eat you,

Still smell you.

If I closed my eyes few months ago

I could have seen

This perfect scene:

You & me

Aged by the time

Happy, holding hands

All the past lest behind our backs

All that would matter would be our future.

Our family

Our house

Our life together.

But dreaming has just one big,

One huge problem:

It’s confined in a remote island

In the middle of our mind.

Dreams not always come true!

And now that you seem gone,

Lost in your snowed gray winter,

You ask me how I can still want to remember

When we were nothing but passion,

A river of blood & love through our bodies.

I told you that this hurting each other,

Telling either ourselves that we are better,

Now, with other people than before

Has no point.

I remember the loud sound of our laughs

At 5:00 in the sunny summer mornings.

And I remember all this things because

I’m still wondering,

Under this clear lightly cold winter sky,

“WHY?"