HE

  It was this. 

- You probably want to know him.

  I looked him straight in the eyes without understanding.

  I was lost, so lost.

- Who? 

- The one who has this petal.

- Do you know him?

- Yes...

  My voice was so absent, my mind immersed in an ocean of hesitation.

- He is a friend of mine. If you want to meet him, just follow me, he's close by.

  I let him take hold of me with naturalness as a definite and right thing.

  He preceded me, knowing in advance my choice.

  He used to call me by my name, being strangers, it was perfectly logical, it was perfectly agonizing.

  Then he took my hand and we flew into the starry skies.