I looked for you in the stars
When as a child I questioned them.
I asked the mountains for you
But all they gave me were a few moments
of solitude and short-lived peace.
Since you weren’t there, those long evenings
I contemplated the mad blasphemy
That the world was one of God’s mistakes,
And I was one of the world’s.
But when, in the face of death,
I shouted no with every fiber,
That I wasn’t through,
That I still had too much to do,
It was because you were there in front of me,
You with me beside you, as today,
A man a woman under the sun.
I came back because you were there.

- Primo Levi