Don't Speak.

Tears falling, rolling down his cheeks, his shadow, which now was fragile, but not more than herself ...

The words were not enough, she increasingly depressed, shut himself in his mind, his world, a world where no one judged.

Days passed, weeks passed, months, years ... and all was well.

Because I miss you, you are my life, my angel, my devil, my dream, my sin.

And just want you here.