MY CONSTANT.

 


There are stories which I want to say...

Some with silence, some with eyes,

Some with words, some with touches.

I talk in many ways

I shout in my silence

I just need a person who can listen to my voice, read my eyes, and sense my feelings.

I can see the air which touches me turns in color and music

I can find the plants singing and talking to me

I say things to the closed door and walls

I want a touch of understanding which go through it by my side

I want my constant to be with me irrespective of any loss because my biggest loss is not being with him.

I miss you cucu.

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