Tom Riddle II

Shadows covered innocence

of your heart.

The darkness born in the vastness

is an illusion for which you could

forget about death.

You cry, trapped in your own soul,

the soul too timid

to be hidden in the snares

of solitude.

Crimson tears are the evidence

that life is also due to you.

Fear that comes from your purity

is proof that you, too, are worth

longing for.

Wake up at the right moment,

feel the kiss on your lips,

the touch given to you by

the most beautiful star.

When you come back to me

in a daydream, I will understand

the distance of heartfelt thoughts,

I will hear the beating

of your heart,

so helpless in the face of the world.

I miss your tears so much!

I want your sadness

so that I can see the glow

hidden in a wide open heart.