a farewellIm with you and you know it. I look at you and I cant help to feel guilty cause youre ill, although I know I cant do anything to help you. Its early still, or maybe late, everything depends on our vision. However, for me, time is not important.You open your eyes and, after looking around, turn your head to see me. I try to smile you, even though my soul wishes to cry. You smile to me while your eyes tell me that you dont need words; you know what Im thinking about. I know what you are thinking about too. I get up of my chair and I go to the window. Its a beautiful day, full of light, but my
fins al proper dijousÉs dijous... per fi. Et trobo a faltar, però avui sé que seré feliç per uns moments, avui sé que tocaré el cel amb les meves mans. Avui sé que et podré veure.La meva dona encara no ha marxat, però sé que no tardarà gaire. Mentrestant em vesteixo ràpidament i desitjo i sento amb fervor els seus passos allunyant-se pel passadís fins arribar a la porta. Ja no hi és. Un sospir dalleujament em recórrer el cos. Ella no mestima, ho sé, i no ho ha fet mai, però sentim un apreci mutu que ens ha fet estar junts fins ara. Per què no ens separem?