How could I describe the love which never dies. The love between me and you.
A love that is bigger than life itself, but forbiden like every ectasy that in life we try.
Are we born to live in this crazy unconstancy? Forged to be fit in a very small box where our wings can not fly anywhere but the place where all the dreams live? I can not hide what I feel anymore and the voice that shouts inside of me.
I am torn between the love I had and the love I am waiting to be mine.