1st of September
I can’t get over the fact that I didn’t wake up by your side today, again. It may be just another day for you and everyone may forget the importance of it once they congratulate you; it might be that to other people it is a reason to celebrate all day – I do not know. I do know that today is special to me and every year it becomes more and more special. All that you achieve and how this thing inside my chest grows with every new set of skill or conquest, you deserve so much recognition, so much more than I can provide. I keep thinking about what kind of gift I could give you, if I am capable of writing a hundred poems, an epic, paint a perfect canvas, but I end up wanting you to pour yourself all over me, like a thirsty nymph lost in a desert.
I can’t be with you today, I can’t be with you tomorrow, maybe you’re not even thinking of me. I hope you know that I am thinking of you.
