Haunted

So many months have gone by, so many people I've met...

I thought it would help.

I went back to work after an 8-months leave.

I thought it would help.

Yet all I can think about is that I wanted to spend some of this time with her.

I still miss her. Despite her behaviour, despite her anger, despite her terrible words, despite her arrogance, despite the million defects she has, despite the distance, despite the language, despite so many cultural differences.

I still dream her. Often. Too often.

She could see me. She could have me back. She didn't want to, simple.
I wish I had a solution. Yet I can't see it, if there is any.

I wish she would talk to me. I wish she would.... anything.

I hope that these months would be enough to forget her, yet I was wrong.

Her beauty, her intelligence, her eyes, her hands, her voice, her wit, her class... everything is still in my heart.

And I'm almost afraid to sleep.