Through words in this letter and warm thoughts I would like
to wish you calm and sunny days this Easter.
This emptiness that filled the distance between two of us,
sometimes scares me. From one hand side I want to make the little light in the
dark tunnel to appear but I don't know how.
Despite I am not talking to you, it does not mean I am not
thinking of you, that I am not coming back in my memories to warm spring days
that were also warm for both of us
Life is like a speeding locomotive that I wish to stop one
day on the small train station in the middle of the green forest. Stop the
train and fall in love within the silence around.
Start the conversation with the same moon that accompanied
me every night in my garden while I was talking to you. But this is unreachable
at least for now.
A few days ago I heard the same song that quite often I had
been listening, writing all letters to you in late May nights. Memories,
thoughts and longing came back for the unique state of mind. Not to mentioned
the evening walks in Southern France.
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