I forgive you

 
I forgive you for not feeling what I feel,
for not getting excited at the thought of me,
like I did, like the wind at its dawn,
like the moon that makes you fall in love, even though I'm far from you.
I forgive you for not feeling anxious
for the hours we spent, the dreams we wove,
for those fleeting moments, sweet and subtle,
that in my chest burned, and in your sky were extinguished.
I forgive you for not being the longed-for reflection,
for not corresponding to the flame that sprang up,
my eyes are filled with echoes and whispers,
but your gazes, like shadows, were extinguished.
I forgive you for the silences you never said,
for slipping between words that never came,
for not being the refuge I so longed for,
although in my verses I still keep a corner for you.