A silent observer in a life that unfurls joylessly, full of the insignificant. Nothing is life when we are not together. How can I possibly quench my thirst when I know that I share you with those, who are nothing but extras in this wonderful love.
My mind, untamable, refuses to heed the calls of my logic. I stare my eyes on you so that I can fill them with image but yet do, so as not to betray myself. I walk beside you, commanding the body not to unfold the wings of love and snatch you amidst everybody else. An actor in a performance.
Then I become alive and breathe in your love. Nothing could compare to this. I walk on the path of time steadily with a target. To live with you. Every moment that we live together becomes yet another weight in this scale of choice. It leans more and more,
