i follow you along the loud streets and absorb unfamiliar glances with the hope of absorbing yours. a cold wind passes through my body and fingers, but the shiver of your body from the cold involuntarily brings a smile to my face. i look at the night sky, at the stars and the cold moon, at your falling shadow along the street. and to your meaningless question «why,» i answer, «because all my thoughts are about you.»

as long as i keep your image in my head, i will close my eyes to the fact that we look at different stars and have different opinions on the meaning of their existence. to the way you kiss the lips of a stranger before my eyes and to the fact that you hate me, but miss me when you are alone. i will close my eyes to this, but i will leave your field of vision as soon as i dispel your features in the fog of my thoughts. after all, i am in your eyes only because you are in my thoughts.