Perhaps our love was not just love.
Your voice comes back with the wings of your twenties, your intact gaze, with your gestures and your adolescent laughter that pierced my silences.
They burst into nameless songs, which you and me understood as secret codes. cs secret codes
Perhaps our love was not just love, and now I know that I shall never know what it was.
We shall never feel what is hidden in the infinity of souls.
Perhaps our love was not just love.