Don't stop missing me, please... even if I don't know if I still have you. Even if you are only in scattered memories, and in the words that lie between us. I need you to be in my thoughts, in the silence after midnight before I fall asleep, everywhere...but mostly deep inside me. I need to cry...for you, and for everything that did not come true. Shoot me with thousands of doubts, and stop to die for a while. And then revive me with your hands, and delete any question marks from me. Don't stop missing me, please... If this pain disappears, I will be empty. I don't want to forget how much I love you even if I forget that you loved me too. I don't want you in my life for a second even if you are the most terrible lack in it. Let me be a dot for you, describing everything I could be. In many points I will hide everything unsaid, everything I was and was not. I also turned the expectation of you into a dot, because none of us could write the point...
