Where am I? II

And the story continues, but with the sadness of your departure. The millions of thoughts, the non-answered questions, in the middle of the doubts and sorrounded still by the unreallity.

Letting you go should be sane, not thinking about the things we dont have, about what you dont give, what you dont correspond...but there's still the madness, the irrational joy that the words you said, provided me.

I am in nowhere, and im not planning to move. It´s nowhere  the place where i belong, in the middle of the memories. There is nothing, never existed and never will. Still, here i am...where is it? a place where for a few days i found joyful.

 I am here...where are you?