Solitude

“You only knew that he left  and you stayed in the company of your loneliness, which is like nobody’s company. He filled you with love, he left you empty of love … sometimes lovers go crazy because they do not know math …

We shared an apartment; Him,a mad nocturnal womanizer. Someday he appeared with a very special woman. She seemed like an angel, a goddess of Olympus, she was Nordic and of a peace and tranquility unknown to me in his world. She fell in love and he took it as a simple game of love and one day he left for California. I recorded the image of her, pensive, sitting on the window sill.