Always

By Tito

Translated by Youko Gingitsune

It was a union far away from reality, your presence always had an effect over me, and since then I couldn't sleep.

Always keeping an eye over your dreams, so I could extract my happiness from it, the happiness for having meet you that day, I'll always watch you.

And it were beyond anything that could ever imagine. Meeting you, to touch you, to kiss you and to have you like that, in my arms, like that fox entanglining in my lap, with the snout in my hair, looking at me different from anyone. Till you let youself be domained by the stillness and then sleep.

Then my eyes are full of tears, just because of that, just because I can look at you like that. Because I could take care of you. Because I was your comfort.

I cried, as if there were no words that could express all that I wanted to express, that couldn't express enough, as if our hearts could talk instead of us.

It was fast and extrange, the emptiness fulfilled it all.

Being that, it was sort of like that.

There's always some missing piece here and there, but now that doesn't matter.

You there, so pretty, as always, standing there, looking at the horizon.

And you hair, there's no way to forget the strands of your hair refflected by the sun, or by the moons. Impossible not to remember.

From up here I can see the stone where we sat in the edge of the lake, where you stole my clothes and then you hid with them, just to hear me yelling your name.

And if maybe you didn't understand the reson why I didn't yelled for the clothes, but for you, for your presence, I shouted your name just because I wanted to have you always by my side. Just for you.

And the, the pain of the longing is clenching, and it's just to close my eyes to remember those evenings at the beginning of the nightfall, the camp, the gram moving with the wind, you running and I running behind you, always after everything beautiful, after you.

After things I could never touch.

All your vitality, all your greatness, are not far away from what you always were. As if for you, to die or to live were no barriers to you, as if it were just anothe sunny day, or another night in the rain, hold in each other's arms in a cavern.

And then, your golden eyes, shinning in the darkness, and laughing aloud to my heart that beated faster. And your overwhelming aroma of your almost naked body carresed by the breeze.

And you, never wanting to hear the things I wanted and needed to tell you.

If you didn't hear, or didn't believe in how much I love you, take a look now, look at the sky, from where I still can feel your aroma, and tell me any other reason for which I should be here? After all the minutes that had already passed, waiting for the eternity if that's necessary, because my heart would suffer more when you get hurt, cry, fighting an inevitable past that had no right to torture us anymore. Tell me onther reason for which I still watch over your dreams, waiting the hour when we meet each other again? Just because I love you! Baka!

Learn how to live, my love, learn how to love.

Keep on running through the fields as if I were there with you. Keep on doing the most beautiful roses I've ever seen.

With all that force of life that you still have shinning in your vulpine eyes.

I'll be here when the time arrives.

I love you.

Kuronue.