The box full with memories is still on the old shelf that I left it. Only the spiders are around it and are making their houses next to it. I’m trying to reach to it, the time is coming back, it seams like it was yesterday…o! Where did you go? Where did you hide?

I needed you, but you weren’t here. I still have the journal from that time. A slow voice is whispering to me the words that I didn’t hear from a long time... I pull the cover…slowly I turn my head up… a strong light is appearing .In the background a slow melody is starting…I see you. You didn’t change at all. So close but so far. I try to touch you but I don’t reach to you. I’m walking around thru the light. A fog start to create around me, I feel like I’m walking in a cercal. So many whispers and screaming’s of babies, hopes…love. I’m flying on the puffy cloud of dreams. I feel my all body burning me inside. My mind is going crazy thinking of you, I want to tell you:”I love you!”I had always loved you, but you didn’t even notice me.

What are you doing in this dream? Old memories left on that old shelf, why are you coming back now? Why are you shaking my heart so hard? So many questions, I’m walking to you, the road is endless. All the stars from the sky above came around us... They are dancing.

An obsession is the wish to touch you? I can’t move no more. I feel my legs so heavy. You open your eyes, and you’re smiling to me. Your hands are reaching out to me, and with your fingers you touch my lips. You hold me in your arms. We completed each others like 2 half’s that lost them selves in the ocean. Hat kisses and tender touches. We walk together on the endless cloud of the dreams.

A tiny door is opening; millions of steers are growing up from the door. The stars are dying one by one. The light is gone and the darkness appears. We hold our hands so tight. The devil with his long tail is separating us. A long wall full with threes is between us. We scream at each other but we can’t here any thing. Why they are separating us now after they brought us together? Who are those people that are doing that? It was the separation unstoppable? More questions… where are the answers?

We slide down deep in the darkness of the night. Nobody’s around to help us. We slide deeper and deeper. Where is the love? Oh! Whose fold is it? What did I do wrong to disserve such an ending?  My days are counted 1, 2, 3…10. I reach the 10th day. My eyes are heavy. My soul is leaving me. In the corner an angel is waiting for me, is taking me by the hand. Where am I going? Where is he taking me? Who can know the answer? The first answer that comes to my mind is “nobody” … so weird… is the first answer that I found and is the true.

I’m leaving this world. The only things I leave behind me are small memories that I wrote with my own hands. One day I was writing a book. It was the novel of my life, now I’m ending it. Like every other human being the end is tragically. Will somebody cry for me? Who will miss me? Did I accomplish in life all that I wanted to? You never had enough time to accomplish all that you wanted to. I did what ever the others wanted me to do, I didn’t tough of myself.

“Sweet angel”, I said,” good by to life, take me away, I’m reedy…”