once and again...

I've put her letters away...

I have so many whishes

so many dreams

so many plans….

I just want to merge… and be no more… and yet, be.

I want to feel the air passing by my leafs…

I want to feel the moon calling me in the nights…

I want to feel the sun in every corner of the word…

I want to exist in a spark and die with the universe…

And I want… And I want... And I want… be able just to cry.