Words to the wind

Oh wind, my loyal friend.

You are always present in my life.

You are intangible, yet here you are again.

Like yesterday, and the day before.

You do not judge, but you always listen.

And then you leave, following your own path.

Well, while you are here, I want to confide a secret.

Just a few words, to you, oh wind.

I want to tell you about a person.

Not just any person, but one who is very dear to me.

You know, it’s hard to talk about it.

I always keep everything inside.

And yet, she always managed to bring everything out of me.

It was always her talent.

And it is in her memory that I confess this to you.

I still remember the first time I saw her.

My heart raced.

In that moment, I knew my world would never be the same.

And so it was.

She lit up dark corners I thought were lost forever,

She gave meaning to fragments of life that seemed scattered.

It seems impossible, doesn’t it?

And yet, it’s the truth.

She is the best person who has ever come into my life.

She is so unique, so beautiful, so special.

I love every single detail about her.

Every time I look at her, I can’t help but melt.

I, who am so cold in the outside world.

Suddenly, I become warm and happy in her presence.

I love every song, every movie, every book that reminds me of her.

I even picked up books she loved,

to immerse myself further into that beautiful mind that, alas,

I don’t think has room for me anymore.

And so, wind, now go, for I have spoken too much.

But if you ever see her,

if you ever cross paths with her along your way,

whisper in her ear how special she is.

Tell her how much good she has done,

even with just a single glance.

And then, don’t stop—keep moving forward.

That way, I will never have the certainty

that she has completely forgotten me.