Late arrival

I don’t remember the exact words

Maybe something

along the lines of

“I want

to sleep with you

underneath the stars

in Patagonia”

“I really hear you”,

you said

and

yet you chose another path

and with the 7,700

miles between us

you did not

hear the silence

of my heart cracking

I wanted

to find another

friendly beach with you

I can still hear the waves

Do you remember the light?

Do you remember

the

meaning of it all?

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