Through the waters I've seen an innocent swimmer who from the riverbed had been diving and keeping her breath.
Like a snake she moved and when the sun was set she came out of the river, sat over the biggest rock and started to comb her beautiful red waves of hair.
If I could ever speak to her...- I thought once-... but the begining of her song paralyzed my full body. The precious voice floated in the breeze and the power of the melody attached me to the wet ground.
Like that I could have spent my nights in solitude, watching her brush her hair, mesmerized by her voice. The song lasted the whole night, her lyrics spoke about a man for whom she had an everlasting love.
I felt all and each single word that came out from these astonishing lips of her, and her singing touched my heart like nothing else has done before.
Over two years stuck in sorrow, I put wax on my ears and with closed eyes I approached the solid and cold sit she always had at night.
I felt her wet skin against mine, I felt her long and curly hair over my back. And back to back we sat in silence.
- I yearn for your song to be made for me, but as I know I'm but a stranger, just let me hear your voice one more time, before I drown myself in the riverbed forever.
I knew her love was impossible to be mine, but it was true I could have never forgotten her even if I'd dedicated my entire life in the praying for it.
Avoiding eye contact, she started her everlasting poem.
"The rivers have taken you away from me, the waters have taken the life inside you, but here in my heart I feel the yours still beating love for me, you'd never leave me, I'd never leave you. I will always be with you.
May the water be different each time I sing, the river flows incessantly, but my love is still the same no matter how many times I sing this to you".
Her song was mine as I also carried the pain of an unforgettable love. Both were impossible stories from different perspectives. I loved her with my whole heart, with my whole soul and my whole life.
My fate was no other than die in the riverbed and bein buried by the stones in the depths.
When her last word was sung I realized that was the last time I heard the everlasting song. After watching her weeping, I jumped from the rocks and fell.
