103. The contradiction of You

You are a free soul

but you caught me

and now 

I'm living trapped

inside you

Many times

I stood watching 

marveled

how your dark clothes

uselessly

attempted to eclipse

the brightness of 

your smile

I just wanted 

to dip my toe

to test the waters

but I drowned

in the depths of your eyes

With hammer and chissel

I slowly 

made a crack

in the shell that covers you

but I ended up broken

Many times

I tried to lighten the weight

you carry over your shoulders

but I became 

a burden

When I was hyped

you knew how to slow me down

to an ideal tempo

so our glances 

could slow dance

I know

you loved me

in the way you could

and that

I will always

cherish

The way

in which I love you

knows no space 

or time

I love you whenever and wherever

I always carry you with me

and I'm by your side

in every instant

in every boring Sunday

and every endless Wednesday

I just have to put

my hand over the left side

of my chest

to feel you with me

I loved you in a crowd

but I loved you better

when we were alone

I was born again in your arms

and I died between your legs

I love you 

with no strings attached

unconditionally

and without an expiration date

And because of that

I'd be genuinely happy

just by knowing

you are happy

In some paralel line

of this story

in an alternate universe

there's a little girl

who's still lying

with her eyes shut

waiting to be woken up

And in another line

I'm waking up one morning

with the aroma of coffe and bread

ascending through

every wrinkle

that time has made

in my face

drenching my already gray hair

When suddendly

your image

sits next to me

unannounced

arriving from

wherever you might be

at that time

and reminds me

how wonderful life is

after knowing your 

existence

It could happen

in any moment

of any day

of any year

It could happen

for example

one morning

of any given Tuesday

of December

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In these times

of nukes and fake news

times of nonsenses

reheated meals

fake people

filling dialogues

and no feelings

I often wonder

are we living

on a paralel

line?

I doubt of many things

though I don't wear 

a tin foil hat

But about you

I've never doubted

that

I still feel your warmth

and my days are brighten

by your residual image

even if you may be burning

lights years away 

from me now

I proudly nod from here

at every thing you accomplish

every little goal you've set

that you manage to reach

as big or as small it may be

I miss you always

that is certain

but it's also certain

that I'm genuinely

happy with your happiness

Of all the coincidences

and glitches that happened

I choose you over anything

in any timeline

I'll always keep you safe in me 

where nothing can harm you

where your image, your smile

your memory

stays intact

and enables me to 

give back the joy 

you bring to me

from inside to

everyone around

101. Blonde hair on a black fabric

Did you know

I still have those 

daydreams

at any given moment

of my days

or nights

that lead me

straight 

to you

those tiny details

you've dropped

on your way out

and left laying

like little crumbs

of your image

scattered 

all across 

my floor

pieces of you

that I've left

untouched

and have rooted

deep in me

tangling through

every hallway

every room 

and every wall

every cornice

and all across 

the ceiling

I have yet

to find a day

when you 

are not around here

and yes

I'm aware that

you might have

gotten used

to the joy

peace and calm brings

by now

I just write

to let you know

how your 

splendid

being

still lingers

in time

and lights

my life

even now

so you may be

aware 

of how precious

you are 

to me

as you keep 

glowing up

everyone 

that surronds you

I would 

like to say

that I'm back for good

and

despite my 

poor attempt 

at a good bye

the truth is

I've 

never left 

100. Board meeting at 2

I have a whole department

inside my mind's building 

that deals with the matters

regarding to the case of you

as the elevator door opens

a jasmine scent will 

softly lead you 

onto the floor

large windows

with a view from

above the clouds

let your light 

come shinning in

the walls are 

splashed with

your cheek's rouge

and tangerine tones

the smoke detectors

are of course 

all off

there are endless lines

of filing cabinets

filled with folders

sorted by date

smell

senses

sounds

and images 

I've kept

in my retina

collected throughout

the time 

we've spent together

countless stacks of papers

standing tall

all down the hallway

still waiting to be classified

which are presented to my desk

randomly 

at any given moment 

of my day

 

nevermind that constant

reversing beep

of trucks

backing into the warehouse

to unload even more

piles of blank pages

yet to be written on

so you see

the work for you

in here

is nonstop 

even when

the shutter doors

are down at night

but in this

apparent mayhem

I can still pick any memo

any hand-written 

post-it note

out of a folder

or up from the floor

and it will

immediately

undoubtedly 

take me

to you

and I will

instantly 

and precisely 

relate it

to a smile

a gesture

a grin

or a glance

that you 

once gave me

then I'd sign

seal

and stamp

with a kiss

that particular case

of you

before carrying on

99. Day no. 1589

A long winding hair lays

on the pillow where

your head just was

and it stares at me

as I'm slowly arriving 

back to Earth again

I'm marveled as I'm watching

how a room

just a regular one

moments ago

now 

is filled with you

I still feel your softness 

and your fragrance 

in every little thing

you have touched

So I hold them tight

but they're saying 

it's time

to let go

Milady,

I designed and carefully

hand-crafted for four years

every kiss that

I gave to you today

each made with a

small piece of

my clay soul

made 

as if every kiss 

was meant

to be the last one

Then I opened my eyes

and as our looks collided 

I was thrown back

to a scene

we lived

many lives ago

You smiled

And my

first instinct

was to kiss you

once more

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When I hear the chaos 

raging outside my window

I stay inside my mind

with the peace that you bring me

Your sweetness travels across

time and space 

and manages 

to always find me 

here and now

wherever I am

at the precise moment

as whoever

I'm maybe

yet to be

I realized 

this lifetime might not be

enough to develop

a slowly cooked-story

like the ones we like

which can lead

to a proper ending

But I've learnt

to embrace your images

no matter where or when

they are coming from

I dissociate them

from this so called

imposed reality

and keep them close to me

where no one else can reach

until one day

they reunite

as ash in a dust storm

in a galaxy far away

and we're reborn

with the same spark

that already brought us here

and find me 

mesmerized

at the marvel

of your existence

once again

97. Incognito in the box of sound

There are songs 

throughout the day

that make me smile 

alone

like a fool

because they remind me of you

like an inside joke

that I keep inside

only for you and me

Signs and clues

or lines on the screen

also places 

may they be real 

or part of the scenario

we've played

in our daydreaming

time after time

And they will never get out

no matter the situation

the times they pulled the knob

willing to step outside

are the times I had to lock the door

and excuse myself

You know 

I had to give you up long ago

so I won't have to lose you

forever

Possessing and presence

loses their meaning

because no one

can take away

what's not mine

Either way

I'm always there

and I belong

to you