Hello. Or... should I say Sieg Heil?
I'm writting this just because I miss you. I'm missing you with my whole heart, with my whole soul.
I think of you every single moment. Where are you?
I though I was going to find you among my drawings, between my favourite songs. But I was wrong, you weren't. Then I realised, you shall be inside my head. And neither you were there. In the wood's silent, there you can barely hear a whisper. This whisper is the freedom, he's calling me. Freedom says "Here you are, here I am, why don't you come?".
This freedom begins to develop to a tiny human's tear. And here I am,
here I am. I'm just torn in this broken lonely woods of whispers. I'll never be free. I'm just trapped, as I were in a cage. I just cannot leave the silent woods.
Despite I've been looking you long time ago, you're still playing with me, and with my pride. I wish you were in my hands. However, you seem to be hiding yourself and run away from me. Where are you? Why do you hide your eyes every night and every day? What do you wanna do with me? You can laugh, or cry. I'm just cold as ice. Do you really want to be hidden forever in spite of bringing me your shine? I know, I know. You're free. But without your freedom, I am nobody. Without you time pass too slow. Without you, the laughs aren't fun. Without you the sadness is an empty feeling from nothingness.
Without you Melancholy, I feel this melancholy.
