"In solitude you found me,
formless like a memory.
In the prison of thought, I weld a past that promised the poignancy of pain.
A purposed life,
a prosaic myth, until you danced into my vision.
I chose to love you in silence,
for in silence I found no rejection.
I chose to love you in my dreams,
for in my dreams you were only mine.
Your voice echoed in my heart, left unheard by the cold.
I felt you near,
yet you went beyond the shore.
Left for sunken eyes, a silhouette, beneath the stars.
I chose to love you in silence,
for in silence I found no rejection.
I chose to love you in my dreams,
for in my dreams you were only mine."
(wspomaganie kruchych wspomnień)