A sharp line separates me from the past. A dark line scribbled in grey segments my life in two. There is no way across the border, only fuzzy memories, stains of colour beyond shadows. Transfigured behind the barrier, your image is still defined. Emboldened in the abyss of my memory, your light of the past years redraws my dreams every day. You are beyond my universe, from this real and everyday universe that today builds my future. You're so far away that on days like today I don't know if I made you up, if I believe you alone. You're so far away that my anxiety is just a monotonous chord that accommodates my silences.