If you only knew, that I still think of you,
in the whispers of sleepless nights,
in those days, how many plans we had,
drawing futures with velvet hands.
In that instant of time, when we felt love,
our hearts were prisoners of the wind,
dancing in the echoes of shared laughter,
between secrets and promises, like a beautiful tale.
If you only knew, that in the mist of absences,
your shadow still dances in my memory,
like a soft sigh that is never forgotten,
a persistent echo of our history.
because in my heart, a secret corner,
keeps you faithfully, even though we are not here.