Un poema, sentimientos y un sueño.

Abstract

What about us? What about all the memories? I can’t breathe when I remember the time we lost. Two years feels like an eternity for you. Two years burned my eyes. Two years feels like I knew you were dying but I did nothing. I’m looking for you in my dreams, not sure what I’m looking for. I’ll keep dreaming. I’ll keep touching the trees with my hands, looking for the river that you find for me, hoping we can see each other when there’s no forest anymore, only water, the sea... until you feel it too, until we can feel it together again.