Someone... You

Someday, somewhere, after sometime, someone will touch my life. It will be unexpected, amazing, surprising, gradually or suddenly. I’ll not really be expecting it, I’ll not really be thinking about it. But you’re going to appear to return me the magic I’d lost, the light which was light off, the smile I’d sometime got, the tears I’d ever shed and you had collected carefully, far from me, waiting for this day. 

It will be then when I’m going to understand all I feel in me. You’re going to save me from this loneliness, from this sadness, from these fears onetime I felt. Your hands will warm me, your hugs will protect me, your smile will light me and your words will love me. 

And then, “some” will be “our”. Our day, our place, our time,… and YOU.

Sometimes I think you’re already here, near me. Sometimes I think you’re still so far. I don’t know, and probably it would be different I’m explaining. Maybe. It doesn’t matter. What only matters are you. You and me.


Fa més de dos anys que vaig escriure això. M'he posat a llegir coses que no havia de llegir i, finalment, m'he trobat amb aquest petit escrit que m'ha fet oblidar el que sentia llegint tota la resta. Amors, amistats,... tot es va perdent, però queda l'esperança de l'amor més pur, el que el teu cor sent ignorant el que hi ha al seu voltant.