It was some years ago, when I met you for the last time of my life.
I remember this day like it was today.
You were wearing your favourite jacket and you were so happy to meet me…
I was very lucky to meet you; cause I wouldn’t have any other chance!
You came and kissed my cheek and you huged me; like nothing had ever happen to us.
And I felt that everything was fine.
I felt we would be fine!
And, I still remember, you said, «I missed you» and then, I kissed you.
Where are you now? Where did you go? Why did you left me alone?
Was this my punishment? Am I the cause you left?
Did I let you go?
Tell me… Is it better up there? Are you ok, my love?
Shall I come to find you? Will we be fine, as you had said to me? Shall I come, up there?
I hope you like the way I wrote it. I wanted to make you feel what the post describes.