Think of you.
It laughed.
It cried.
It was jealous.
It was after becoming too late that
has noticed that this is love.
What was necessary was just to
look those days.
What was necessary was just to
have been able to hear voice,
even if it could not talk.
I thought that it was free yearning.
But when she was able to do it,
it was not able to laugh.
It was mortifying.
I was sad.
The breast was painful.
And he noticed.
It had fallen on love.
