Thin Layer

I stopped to think
and I noticed that
I never stop thinking.


What will you do when
you don't have me around?
Will you remember me?
Will you know who I was?
Would you decide that you loved me
or would you hate me?


I did you a favor
to give you reasons
for you to think
about me
about myself...


(For my absence, if you felt it,
or absent-mindedly you will feel.)


Nothing would matter anymore
because nothing would bring me
in the blink of your eyes.



PAR