million questions

million questions

the night arrives the same
but time travels with hollow arms
making too much of noise.

or is it just my loneliness?

moon slips out of its veil
like sand from the hourglass.
shines bright. turning my yellow into green.

or have i lost all the reasons to be happy?

these may be just dreams. i know.
but i can see you. and you look so pale.
maybe i tire you out. thinking just about you.

tell me how can i not?

i am burrowed in restlessness.
the same that was here yesternight.
i don’t know how to get out of it.

or maybe i’m just waiting for your return?

if somehow it reaches you
know that. i die a little.
i die a little every minute.

just to know. if you’re okay?

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