Now that I am here
in the solitude of the shadows,
thinking of you,
day after day,
hour after hour,
minute after minute,
I realised
that the echo of your laughter
is the melody that intoxicates the wind,
and your absence, an aching whisper
that embraces me in silence.
The hours slip by
like water through my fingers,
and in each lost instant,
I search for you in my memories.
You are like a distant lighthouse,
a light that won't go out,
a sigh of hope
in the night that never ends.
Now that I am here
solitude becomes my friend,
embraces me with its cold arms
and whispers to me that life
is a journey of reunions
and a labyrinth of absences.
