is sadness an ambition?
have i come to bury it
and not to mourn it
...
little by little you lost interest
our relation was like a jigsaw
hard to connect the rest
...
you left me to speak to my heart
you left me to swallow my words
you left me to weary about our love
you still, yet, said i love you dearly
...
if i told you that you were the one i thought of
when i wake
would you still come back
if i told you that life
...
i walked alone
yet to see you here
the woods are quiet now
leaves are failing
...