The desire to have you

My hands would be bathed in your tears, and my self-esteem would collapse with you, looking into your eyes I noticed a little painful and risky emptiness, and how everything good comes to an end…….

Through a screen we share the same pain, our pride is slightly high, and neither of us dare say a word. When I walk down the street, I see you in Alexandria. Both lowering their heads, completely embarrassed, not even knowing if we will fall in love again.

This fact is already causing me a little paranoia, at night I scroll through my cell phone gallery, looking at hundreds of photos of you and me, remembering so many good moments, like the time we went out to the park for ice cream, or maybe that one! day we ran in the rain!

Wandering between applications I open WhatsApp, looking at you online and opening your chat, with my finger writing wanting to say “Hello”, but just when it was going to be, you disconnected, thus forcing me to be completely mute.

You met me through my poems and philosophical thoughts, and precisely with that I will conquer you again, Mary, oh Mary, come to me. I'm becoming a complete idiot by not having you by my side, your hugs, your kisses, your caresses, saying "Love, I'm here" has become a habit for me after a long and hard day.

Going to the bathroom, I open the door and with the mirror fogged up the steam came out of the shower, burning hairs and above all vague thoughts that are in me. Late at night the dogs could be heard meowing, and I still didn't sleep a wink, it was just when I was falling asleep that I felt your hand running across my back.

I turned to see if you had returned, but when I turned around, I saw that it was just a complete illusion, you idiotized me, I don't deny it, and just today, this man is at his lowest point!!