Because I miss you and I don't see you.
Because I dream of you and I can't find you.
Because I remember you and it hurts.
From inside.
There is hell, inside me.
Destiny is on the run,
Like you.
I can't find your scent.
I look for it among people and it's useless.
You no longer exist,
You've gone somewhere.
And I don't know if I'm talking about,
A dead...
Or from someone alive.