I would have liked to be the one accompanying you,
on the way to work, every morning,
hand in hand, in silence, sharing the step,
losing myself in your eyes, finding my home in your embrace.
I would have liked to be the soft voice
that upon waking, in your ear, washes you away
from worries, from worldly noise,
to turn every day into an early dream.
I would have liked to be all that you long for,
the laughter on your lips, the sweet novels,
to be a light on your path, a sincere refuge,
and in every heartbeat, to remember you first.
