Little Journey

I remember your steps, light in the wind,
The city lights guiding us, faded.
A stolen smile, a secret in the heart,
Then everything vanished like a film without an author.
Little journey, ended too soon,
Where are you now?
In the fog of a gesture,
I lose myself and remain.
Fragments of a voice, a scent that returns,
The night ignites, then dawn extinguishes it.
You were fire and ashes, a cruel game,
But in that brief moment, you were everything, you were real.
Little journey, ended too soon,
Where are you now?
In the fog of a gesture,
I lose myself and remain.
Maybe one day, in another time,
We’ll meet again where the world moves slower.
But for now, just a distant echo,
A whispered name, written on the palm.
Little journey…
Where are you now?