August 11th

I've looked for you tonight… I've looked for your name and your magic word. I didn't think I had managed to forget it after trying so hard to do so.

I've even made a mistake. My memories betrayed me, for a moment.

Everything is a matter of moment…

And then I remembered. I remembered you. I found you.

In the back of my mind where you'd been hiding, where you're still buried, probably forever.

I've found the word, but you weren't there. I had to keep looking, to dig into the past after which I ran to listen to you again, to dive into you again, into what I felt for you.

One by one, they all came back.

All the words that led me to you.

Like a puzzle, the letters assembled, the words were formed, the names made sense and I found you again.

I didn't imagine the effect it would have on me.

I'm not hurting anymore.

I'm not hurting when I listen to you.

I don't know what I feel anymore…

An echo resonates but doesn��t mean anything. It leaves me indifferent, sealed to this voice I could not listen to for months at the risk of falling apart.

I found you again, but you weren't there anymore.