I am sorry is has been so long. Time to gather my forces, scattered all over the sands of the immortality. My eyes gather sometimes small clusters of salty water. As the seas you're now sliding upon. I've built my life so I don't regret what's past, yet here I am regreting you. You're gone, in a world I can no longer touch. A wind so subtle and fragile that my lips won't dare to defy, speaking words that have no sense tied to them.
I wasn't there when you passed away. So how can I set glory to the courage you inspired me with? So coward, and lifeless. That day, not only you have died, but I died too, like a song that everyone is to repulsed to sing. No one can soothe my regret and torment, and even if you maybe forgave me, my burden stands.
How I'd wish you could be here. See what I do, feel what I dream. Watch proud upon the woman I love, and only once, smile again. But is too late now. Just know that as long as my heart beats, and my soul still lingers around searching for serenity, you are a part of me.
Photo: Evgeni Dinev
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