I loved you so much
that there was no time or place to resuscitate
 
You were the delicate origin of my verses,
the wisdom that lead my dreams,
the perpetuity of my sufferings,
and under your nuances I loved you
with the same red that my blood carries

I lived so many seasons beside you...
a delirium I never imagined,
the vile sins,
the painful memory,
the images from the past

Today, I am a bough of withered petals,
without affection, without sentiments,
and with this love that ends in vertigo

You buried the past, our past,
you there and I in exile;
where as tonight I agonize,
drawing your face on the wings of sleeplessness

You lied… you lied so many times...
your caresses had salt knots that shred my torso
and in your look, detached promises

Where were you
when life tore me apart
with its exacerbated claws?

Where were you?

The night fills me with coldness
and only have silence
and the grave of your goodbye;
yet beside you I unveiled my heart and
dismissed the unsound pain 

Where were you?

Tomorrow... tomorrow, find me again
because I’ll never know if we are still two...

Everything became yesterday!

©Noris Roberts