I lived for the solitude
for the quiet at three in the morning
for the calm at midnight
for the peace near a noisy fountain
for the company at a lonely garden
I lived when you left
and if you come back
Darling! It will be too crowded
Let me embrace the melancholy
for I live when I am free
for I am free when I am me
left alone but not lonely
Oh ! Don't come back!
This wait is happiness
This grief is bliss
Sleepless nights console
Monotonic mornings comfort
Living in memories, I am not
I live in the space
between the two worlds you left
where you departed
and where we first met,
where dreams were lived
yet I was bereft...
