Dawn. I saw it thousand of time with you. Three seconds of immensity to shade the horizon with blood as blades become ruins.
I do not know what I am waiting for... Maybe one day the sun would not awake, and my pain would end...
I am forever by your side, unable to touch you, to feel you... The only embrace I know is that of the roots of a poplar tree which break my coffin... And even when the wind fall silent, I cannot hear your voice.
How long have we been in these tombs? Thorns and time have erased our names, but I do not want to forget you... and this is why I suffer so.
Dust slowly ran on my poor bones like a tear, but even a crying corpse keeps this wide ironic smile that not any mask hide now.
I have nothing, nothing but dreams, dreams drown in the abysses of darkness that are my eyes, and you stay in my mind as a chimera of memories.
Death is nothing but this infinite dream, and the more I think my heart beats with yours, the more I miss you.
And as my love and sadness grow, the shadows that separate us invade me and I no longer know... if I have not created this lie which lasts for the eternity.
A lie called André.