Written feelings...

Wherever I go, you’re with me. I think that just that notion keeps my sanity in its place.

Everything else seems vague, empty…I miss your embrace, your hand touching my face, your heat, your comfort and your words.

If you weren’t so far away things would be so much easier…but if you were closer, or I was, who would guarantee that everything would be well, that things would be as we thought they would be if I was closer. Who would guarantee that you wouldn’t leave me, that you would stand having me around all the time, that we would stand each other’s heat, each other’s voice, and what makes me yell even louder is this anxiety to see you, to feel each other’s body…who would give me that guarantee, who?

I don’t want to suffer anymore…I can’t stand another loss!! I think this time my “wall” will fall for good, the wall of my life, of my body…I think they’ll fall like dominos…one after the other, until the last piece…my heart.

AC

Note: A friend of mine wrote this. It had such feeling, such truth that I had to post it here. It's not as well as the original since I had to translate it, but I tried to keep it just as she wrote it.