I’m truly honoured to have met you
and really glad I got to know you,
if even just a little bit
I’ve carefully recorded each smile I got from you
and I have written them into a story,
a fairytale, a wish come true
How do you miss something you never had?
Where do you even start to feel sad?
Is what I feel a mere invention?
or is it hope, a dream, my heart’s intention?
If it’s indeed only a dream,
Then I do pray I won’t wake up
Because unreal as it may seem,
I couldn’t bear to give it up
Before I go, I wish to thank you
for every fraction of a second spent
inside your magical blue eyes,
your honest heart, your pure intent
© Jairo Lobo, Oslo Norway, July 22, 2007