There
was nothing before…
Nothing
Not
even any shadow of you presence
Then
I imagined you
In
the dark moments of my loneliness and solicitude
A
silhouetted figure came into existence
I
crafted you in my dreams every night
I
chiseled you piece by piece
Like
a mad sculptor
Carried
you inside me
Like
a mother carries her child inside her womb
And
finally I gave birth to you into my reality
Then I taught you everything
My
words
My
poems
My
passions
You
moved like reality
And
finally when you were complete
I
asked you,
“Do you love me?”
You
coldly said something I never taught you
You
said,
“No”
Since
then, my love
The
one who created you
Ceased
to exist for you
Ever!
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