D ue symbionts as we should not divide but never when it happens, when death makes a mockery of us and pulls her with violence, then, the half that remains can not wait to heal or perish. Wait for the deafening echo of a pain to become silent, if only for the duration of a breath. But it does not happen to people like me who has loved most of his life, for some wrong. For months nobody could pronounce your name, in any way mention that you were and you did without the azzittissi with an uncontrollable rage. I shared with you every pain, every wound on your skin, every wrong diagnosis, each experimental treatment, each rare moment in which the disease gave us respite leaving a breath. We were just you and me, there were others that frame. As a perfume that spreads our complicity in the air was palpable even to a fool. Conclude your agony did start my own, endless and eternal, not to condemn condemn you, we have been fooled Manny one last time. You were in my arms and looked at me as ever since the first day we met. You're dead so, in my eyes. Those who still today are filled with pain every time you run your photos, every time he secretly thought I isolate myself because no one would understand, because you were just a dog. The feeling that I've always had, however, is that you do not at all ... I was just a dog ... but your perfection was not sure what you were human, and then my friend? I miss you, I miss your big eyes and blacks only. Turn around and I miss not being there, always by my side and yet invisible, silent. I miss your smart step and decided that it does not depart from my never, ever in unison, as were my shadow or I yours. When in Via della Spiga cut the crowd and left them to look at us, mouth open .... I did not think so when I came to Turin to take that really you could be mine, that I was stupid to think, I know now, from then it is I who have become yours. I understand that all the special. You were beyond all expectations. Imperturbable, with a applombe worthy of an English lord, do not scratched anything. Abrracciare I wish I could once again feel the Your perfume, walk with you. As you've seen now the house is full of animals (you would not appreciate, I know) but the casino can do for the new tenants will never be the deafening silence that you left behind you. You taught me the pain and anger, love and hope and the dignity of solitude. I'll love you forever. Half of that will never see again.
Sometimes the time it soothes the pain. Only sometimes though.
This picture I've taken when you were still okay .... I realize now that there are in your eyes I reflected ...
0 comments:
Post a Comment