I often wonder how my life would be if I never split into this cafeteria. You were simply standing, waiting for your everyday order: <<a venti caramel macchiato, please>>. I curse my luck the moment I run after you this autumn day; you left your wallet. Do you remember the rain this day? I went home soaking (I also got a pretty bad flu after that), but it didn’t stop us to stare right into our eyes for minuts the moment I reached you.

This was years ago, now you’re not here, you’ve been gone for a while; I don’t even see you order your everyday venti caramel macchiato.

Today I woke up covered by your shadow, I even felt your hands tracing treasure maps on my back; remember how you used to draw our dream house?

In a very fast instant everything we had slip in time, I was used to own the universe, now i’m homeless, I walk ruthless in this nonsense world, nonsense because you’re not here anymore.