I wake up, without opening my eyes, I still don't want to see light.

I settle down without feeling hot but I get used to the cold, when you are no longer here.
When I turn around I see you
Towards you I narrow, ignoring all my pain, ignoring how my heart weighs.
I draw closer like a magnet, unaware of where my feet are going. I take you in my hands,
and disconcerted I bring you my lips. I drink from you, as if it were something forbidden.
Oh! brandy … if only everyone suffered the world as I do.
So simple and depressing.
They would be more open to surrendering to your passion.
This is how I do it, a city ant that has nothing by its side.
It is with you that I stop being a stranger, and I become something that often estranged