I have not stopped thinking about you,

I’d love to tell you.

I would like to write to you and say that I would go back,

that I miss you

and I think of you.

But I do not look for you.

I do not write you, even hello.

I do not know how you are.

And I miss knowing it.

You have plans?

Did you smile today?

What did you dream?

do you go out?

Where are you going?

Do you have dreams?

Have you eaten?

I’d like to be able to look for you.

But I don't have the force.

and neither do you.

And now we wait in vain.

And we think about each other.

remember me.

remember that I think of you,

That you do not know but I live you every day,

That I write about you.

but remember that looking and thinking are two different things.

And I think of you

But I’m not looking for you.

Charles Bukowski