I can’t do anything but look at her deeplyàshe’s simply beautiful.
She’s there, smiling. She touches me but she can’t feel me, she looks at me but she cannot see me. Nobody can see me. I am here, so near but at the same time so far from herà My duty is to protect her in the limit of the possibility, help her find the right way in the difficult moments, to be happy if she’s feeling happy, staying always by her side, to be her fellow-travellerà
If I could only get near her sweetness and delicateness, give her a sign and make her notice my presence, my breath, my caressà
Her dreams are my dreams, her happiness is my happiness. I’m in love with her, how is this possible? I would scream how much I love her, but no matter how hard I try; she cannot hear me. She lives in this world, happy for her lifeàand I’m here in mine. I’d give up everything for herà I just want her to know who I amà
Only depressing thoughts surround meànothing more.
I’m waiting in silence, but I’ll always be here and continue to share her happiness, and be there for her moments of loneliness. I thank God for giving me this gift of patienceàand I’ll continue to follow her in my melancholy silenceà
Written by an angel
(Scritta ispirandomi alla canzone IRIS-GOO GOO DOLLS...)
