How much will I get to love you? 

What will be said one day when our autumn

has passed, and someone, somewhere,

will comment on the story of our love. 

Maybe, for lack of words, she will tell the story

of a crazy couple, who dared to love every day,

like there was no tomorrow, always looking for

a chance to make up the lost time of years passed.

A crazy couple that fought life for every minute ,

for every second, just to have the excuse

to love each other, even more. 

Maybe, new words will be invented just to be able

to best describe the intensity of a love never seen before.

Oh my love, how much will they tell, what will they say? 

For they will never come close to knowing what you and I

really got to live. For they were not there to understand

what is a heart that learns to beat from just being

close to yours.

Would they be capable of understanding what it is to know

how to love when there is a total silence, even in the dark,

or at the distance where only your love keeps me alive?

How could they, for only my soul knows what it means

to burn just by hearing your name being whispered by

the caress of the wind.

Come here, my darling, and take my hand. It is time to go

and live the story of a love that we will write together while God

gives us the chance  to love each other, every minute, every second ...

before the end of the autumn of our times .....

Pablo Roman Caballero