Can’t cry these tears anymore
Turin, November 2009, Train station
You’re hugging me. My tears are going down, right on your shoulder. I don’t want to leave you again. I miss every minute we are not together. You’re crying too. You’re feeling the same.
I don’t want to take that train. I need you as I never done before. But I have to be strong, you are too fragile now. So I said that somehow everything would be fine.
I believed that. I still believe that. But I’m still not with you. I’m in an other city while you come back to our hometown. I believed you would be happier. I was wrong.
Somehow everything will be fine.
How?
I don’t know. It’s a mystery.
