A step
insight
A gust of wind between us
we go together
separate ways
wordless.
silent.
No movement in your face
deserted road
lonely soul

Nostalgia.
not a second look from you
the silence booms deep inside me
i hear your footsteps
an unspoken request
is on the tip of my tongue
no more air in the lungs
my heart is screaming
No time
i hear your footsteps
unspoken request
in the distance
how gladly ...

Not a first time
Not a second time.

nostalgia

Everything faded away

what remains,
is silence
and the breath
a memory