As usual, every day, I search for you among my papers; I search for your name. You have no idea how my face lights up and a smile spreads across my lips just by seeing your name among the names that have passed by here.
As usual, every day I wait for you impatiently, as if I've lost something. I await your special presence, your special shadow, and your special letters. Perhaps I would like to tell you how happy I am that you came just to say hello.
Every day I write to you, I feel that you are close to me, listening to me, so I express to you what is inside me with a strange clarity that has never happened before. You are the only person I feel safe with, the only person I trust among all people.

Every day, I silently love you, I silently want you, I silently wait for you, I silently miss you, and I silently dream of you. This is how I live this silent love with great passion and great pain.
Every day, I joyfully write you touching and profound words, even if I don't know if you're reading. This is how I live moments of happiness with you, knowing that you know nothing about my silent love.
As always, every day I need you, I need your presence, I need your sight, I need your writings, I need your shadow. Every day, I need to tell you clearly that you are so precious and that you have taken up residence in my heart with all its strength, and this is what makes me happy with my silent love that I will not tell you.

Love has a magical, wondrous garden where longings sleep, like a rainy night that opens its eyes at dawn, so the souls of things and their desires smile in rosy hues.  And here you are, a flower of love with all this profound impact. In your blue eyes lies a magic that makes me forget everything. Don't your words smile like an Indian wedding filled with joy? Aren't your eyes filled with lights that illuminate the place, and aren't your hands filled with a unique fragrance? With your love, my depths fill with a joy your eyes cannot see, but my heart feels it strongly, and that's enough for me because you are a flower of love.

I will stay here, behind the silence and behind the curtain, sitting alone at sunset, remembering you.

Yes, I will stay here without you because I have learned the meaning of love and fear? And I have learned how deadly the moments of separation are? This distance is slowly killing me, stealing my soul that never tires of mentioning your name.

I will stay here, stumbling among the memories you left inside me. Ah; how intense is this separation. It spreads me in the air like the wind, so I touch your cheeks with all my love, and I delve into your lips with all my tenderness. Then I return with a story written by separation and your stinging distance.

Perhaps you don't know that I have no other friend but you. You appear every day with warmth filled with love, teaching my heart loyalty.

Here, a desert heart quenched by your smiles, trusted you, and threw all its weight into you.

You are the only friend I speak to tenderly in front of the screen. Yes, you are my only friend because I have come to know how pure you are. When my hand touches your name, flowers bloom, and when my eyes see your image, my soul is purified and smiles. Yes, you are my only friend, and here is a heart carrying love on its back, and greeting in its eyes, and a painting of the most beautiful stories, you are the heroine of it; my pure friend whom I adore.

I don't love you, but I miss you so much. I don't love you, but when I see you, I melt with longing.

Who said I love you? But when you're gone, I feel lost. Time fades with you like a cool breeze before sunrise, and laughter fills the space like colorful butterflies.

I don't love you, but your face never leaves my mind. I don't love you, but whenever I remember you, I smile. I don't love you, but I'm truly afraid just imagining your absence from me.

Every day I wait for you with heat and longing. I wait under that tree like a wet bird, like a withered flower, and when you come, my face turns red and I fly with joy like a feather.

Only with you do I begin to feel my absent and strange self. You are the blue stream that revives all the deadness within me. Only with you do I feel happy, for the effect of your presence is unimaginable.

Only with you am I so real, may be strange or unfamiliar, but I am free. Yes, only with you am I real and free, and that makes me happy.

Only with you do things take on a different face, times take on a different meaning, and waiting takes on a different flavor.

Only with you do I feel for the first time that I have found something that I have taken so long to find.

Only with you do I feel hope in your hopeless love. Yes, only with you do I know happy moments.

Isn't it beautiful to live to witness my heart filled with love? Love is something pure and wonderful, like your blue eyes. I only knew it through your smile. You who taught me love. Don't you see that I become more beautiful when I talk to you about love that transcends everything? Don't you feel that my moments smile when I talk to you about love and that a part of me remains bright? Here I am, waiting for the rain; do you see this flower, it's my heart? And do you see this cloud? It's your smile. Yes, I know you are inside me, and I also know that you are a magic that never leaves me. Here I am, talking to you about love to shake hands with the depths. Yes, when I talk to you about love, your spirit embraces me, and when I talk to you about love, I kiss you in secret.

I am thirsty for you, and all I have in my hand is a flower and longing. I am so thirsty for your blue eyes, and for your unforgettable radiance. How did all this happen without me knowing? You are rooted inside me and penetrate deep into my soul like a precious and unique treasure. Perhaps you do not know that I live on your memory, I search for your name and your smile. Perhaps you do not know that I kiss the letters of your name passionately, and hug your pink picture passionately, hoping to be quenched, because I am always thirsty for something from you. Perhaps one day you will think of passing by here, just to say hello, just to see your blue eyes, it will be enough for me and quench my thirst.

Your morning refreshes my heart. It tells me that love is something dazzling, and that it is a companion like your gentle soul.
A morning with you is something different, for you are the jewel of the sea that only a legendary lover can understand.
Your morning is delicate but also wise,where your voice is as enchanting as your blue eyes. Yes, your charm is something dazzling.
you were sitting there in all the light, and I couldn't get enough of looking at you. How could I get enough of looking at you when longing overwhelms me?
I couldn't help but greet you and seek you out. You are my eternal destiny.
Your morning was filled with longings hidden behind eyes and words. In fact, it was like listening to you with my heart, for you are the only one in the world who speaks to my heart.
Your morning made me a legendary lover.

I love you so much, but how can I tell you with all this vast space between us? How can I see your amazing green eyes? How can I feel your breeze touch my soul and my depths amidst this terrible absence? Your ethereal fingers caress my dry lips. My words are deep and sincere, coming from my heart, but how can I tell you that do if we don't talk? Your voice is so beautiful, but how can I hear it? Your green eyes are a strange world that attracts me so much, but how can I live in their soft light? You are a river of sweetness and a waterfall of songs, but how can I taste your beautiful smiles or see the sparkle of your eyes? How can I?

Let's paint on the face of time a captivating picture in which the streets, places, and times laugh.
Let's be immersed in love. Let's fly without wings, for love is a vast world.
Have you seen love? How do you prevent a passionate heart from being fulfilled? How do you imagine you could restrain a heart melting with longing? It's incredible, even the trees we passed, and that bird, yes, and the light in your eyes that I remember so well and also, the screams, yes, how beautiful they are, it's amazing.
But how can you not feel, or see all this passion? And how can you not fall in love? Why are you so silent? Why don't you tell me I'm in love status ?

When my eyes see your radiant face, thoughts dance within me like warm shadows. The noise of your presence is what pierces my silence. Perhaps you would like to see my soul leap for joy across the meadows. Perhaps you don't know how the light of your eyes revives cities deep within me. Perhaps you don't know that you are the light that awakens every sleeping part of my feelings. Perhaps you don't know that.