I remember, when you were there, close to me, in this old house.For hours we were alone, we debated all and you loved me, and me forever I will love you. We didn't have any secret one for the other. You knew me better than anyone. You had promised to me than one day you will take me in a country where ours love would not be more secret, where we could love ourselves freely, without to be afraid of people that fustigates our story to the names of ridiculous principles. Then in the evening we had to separate, you returned in your manor, and I met the injuries and made me hit. But we were going to meet again the following day, then I kept hope of one life better. That day, did I wait for you during hours, but you didn't ever come, did you have abandoned me for this conceited bourgeois to which you were promised?
I came back on my steps, this is how I learned that you had left forever. By the hate of another, you have been killed. I had lost you forever. Ever in my painful life, I had not known similar misfortune, but I will never forget you, you let an indelible trace to the heart of my soul. Few after, I discovered that you lived in me, and at the end of the winter, your son and your daughter came to the world. They learned to love you through me. The years passed,but I continued to love you as on the first day,our children left to join you, they were not twenty years old.
The time went by, now, only, forgotten of all, in this old house that falls in ruin, all smoothly I fall asleep. I think about you and to our children. I leave circa this country where since years you wait me for all three.
THE END