For G 52 (Cry)

I love you “so much” too, G, like that night, when i got back from the club, and you were crying somewhere outside my kitchen, but if i had went out youd vanish and i wanted to keep hearing it, as if you were right next to me, and, really, you were there beside me

And i held you in my arms that night, in our other life, if i could in this, if i could with my body find yours, the smell of each others scent – on a trail touch your mirage always there with me, its not our fault we’re not together, G

Tho star-crossed; lovers meant to be