I fell in love with your smile, I fell in love with your eyes and that miraculous look gazing at me instead of the stars like if you did what I thought impossible, and find a star in me.
I fell in love with your face and that brush trace that draws your silhouette, laying on your hand, in front of me. Standing in the place where no time is conceived, where there's no pain, no injustice, neither killer cold or... heat. Where there is only music, and us.
But the sad truth is, you're not here, Damn! I'm in love with a picture that will never know my name.