Are you the one I still love?
Can't be. It's been too long.
Back then, we were still young.
Now, you are an unknown guest
in the theater of my thoughts.
I wish, in your wildest dreams,
as a painter I could come
to capture there your fairy form—
an unknown soul that I still love.
My Eden, is it too much that I ask?
I give you every dawn of my life,
restless and dreaming nights.
In return, let me simply say:
I know her—
a soul I will always love.
May 7
May 7, 2026 at 5:00 PM UTC
Are you the one I still love?
Can't be. It's been too long.
Back then, we were still young.
Now, you are an unknown guest
in the theater of my thoughts.
I wish, in your wildest dreams,
as a painter I could come
to capture there your fairy form—
an unknown soul that I still love.
My Eden, is it too much that I ask?
I give you every dawn of my life,
restless and dreaming nights.
In return, let me simply say:
I know her—
a soul I will always love.
