ItsCamilla

I want to see him again, just me and him, in the evening, in a park looking at the stars and talking about our hopes and fears, like that evening now so far away, he sat composed with his serious voice while trying to open up with a stranger , I perched like a contortionist who laughed innocently for everything, the clouds that slowly dissolved and gave way to the stars, I who looked at the belt of Orion and that with my usual grace I fell to the ground making fun even a delicate moment. I will always remember him, him with shining eyes trying to seek affection and I hypocritically giving him only a pat on the back, his eyes glistening, my expression bewildered.