I was there with you,
in my dreams,
looking at the mirror,
with pride.
I am here, without you,
in real life,
waiting for the next dream,
to find you again,
to find myself,
to find us.
We are here,
inside a void,
where everything is impossible,
as the decay surrounding me,
makes me feel smaller,
like your interest,
like your love,
for me.
They are here, watching us,
judging,
whispering,
not feeling,
full of envy because I still have strength for the two of us,
I and to keep you here,
to put back whatever is not fixed,
and knowing for sure,
that these energies,
bad energies,
cannot enter our hearts,
and will not divide us.
