Don't stop missing me, please...
even if I don't know if I still have you.
Even if you are only in scattered memories,
and in the words that lie between us.


I need you to be in my thoughts,
in the silence after midnight before I fall asleep,
everywhere...but mostly deep inside me.
I need to cry...for you,
and for everything that did not come true.


Shoot me with thousands of doubts,
and stop to die for a while.
And then revive me with your hands,
and delete any question marks from me.
Don't stop missing me, please...


If this pain disappears, I will be empty.
I don't want to forget how much I love you
even if I forget that you loved me too.
I don't want you in my life for a second
even if you are the most terrible lack in it.
Let me be a dot for you,
describing everything I could be.


In many points I will hide everything unsaid,
everything I was and was not.
I also turned the expectation of you into a dot,
because none of us could write the point...