Every little second I was thinking of you and I was longing for you and praying.
My prayers were pure prayers: I wanted to know you, I wanted to have you in my life, to have you close.
Day after day, I prayed.
In the morning, at noon and before going to sleep, I prayed.
My life eventually passed and I got to meet you after all.
"What did I do wrong, that you never answered my prayers?" I asked.
"I tried", you said, "but your mind was always working, I could not find a moment of silence to come near you, to talk to you, to give you what you were asking for..."
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