Your silent steps move hospital beds
Around you, pity wants to steal you the air
Corridors get tighter when
Eyes get sharper, voices get numb.
And your fantasy world take their cities down.

My king.

I was young
When my eyes offered me a present in black

Everyday I hear my steps inside my mind
My eyes where turned inside

You love the way that his arms surround you in a thousand ways of kindness
But now in your room, in your bed
You heard a strange voice.

You ?!
The care you gave, the care I needed, the cold I felt when the…
You !?
Your eyes don’t see, your heart won’t feel, your mind will swiftly heal
Even blind
I can see

It was a question with no time nor place
It’s a question about love, leaving his crumbs on the rug
No question

And your beauty lies in a room in the of the day
His face, his presence, the last two years stained on the walls.