I think about you in every moment and every image of you hurts me horribly. I want to feel every thought, every whisper you say in the deep silence of the eternity of your soul. To be able to cry in me, beside you, beside me in you, to be able to understand why our hearts beat, why we live amongst moments and not among eternities as of it were different.
To be able to understand every smile which breaks in mine just like a wave, which finally breaks against the cliff of my eternity through the blood of my ancestors as my misconducts break in your eternity and that of your ancestors.
And they want to tell you how much i love you how much i adore you in this vein world.
I know we will never be able to look into the eyes, but only in the hearts.
I know they beat against the infinite precisely because they beat even though we both want the infinite and its truth. Any beat opposes the infinite because it measures infinity, even if it is finite.