Who would know if I died tomorrow ? No one.
No one. Ah, that is my life now. Should I die, who knows,
No one would.
That is a depth for me now: who would care?
Ah. The cost of being only. And yet, and yet? the cost
Of being with
Again? I gave my soul to the you and I: sweetly, gladly
Completely. Again? Do I, truely, care who would know if
I died tomorrow.
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