Lovegraphy

I'm leaving, maybe I won't come back.
Don't look for me in those meeting places anymore
Don't ask anyone else about me.
I'm already a stranger in your heart,
"Stay with me!" there is no meaning left now.
I am between fear and joy,
I probably won't see you again.
After me, in the mirrors with my picture in the corners
you talk to yourself forever
The one who gave us our paged life
and even if you didn't read what
I wrote while you were with me
After me, you will live alone with books.
And in the last line of every book
You share my absence with ink.
If our paths cross one day,
or if we accidentally meet in this city years later,
Neither you stop, nor I say go.
When I don't even remember his name,
Sometimes at the invitation of our acquaintances
if we meet as strangers
neither I say "my friend"
nor you say "my beloved".
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