When I wake up

I still stretch my hand to touch you when I wake up.
The smell of your skin is still with me in the mornings, even when you are not by my side.

I know you will not come back, I know you will never be by my side again, but I do not forget. Maybe I do not want to forget.
I want to forget only the pain.
That is why I play the violin for so many hours. It quiets my soul.

The violin is not only a musical instrument; it is also an instrument that helps mend wounded souls.
In its music I say goodbye to your kisses, to you.

Anna Maria