Whether you have missed me, (you missed me or not)

Perhaps you remembered the smell of my fingers

When I phoned you

And I told you something amongst other, (by the way)

And you returned thousand questions,

Thousand meaningless questions,

Among which none was:

“ How are you?”

“Do you still love me ?”

“Do you want to go to the cinema this evening ?”

I wanted to say

That I always found it hard

To find a simple sentence to speak to you,

I thought they could not express

My love to you,

All my pains and fears,

The sleeping wishes in my closed eyes.

Every day I told you the stories

About myself and other people,

Every day I wrote to you thousand words,

Among which none was:

“I love you!”

“I miss you!”

“Come!”

I wanted you to see

That I am not as beautiful,

As I was next to you, (as I was when I was near you)

As (like) I was in your life,

Because beauty is a mirror-

It reflects happiness.

And I, since you’d forgotten my address,

Hang the black cloth on all the mirrors. ( I covered all the mirrors with the black cloth)

I laid my dreams in the middle of the room

And I said:

“Don’t come back!”

“Don’t meet me!”

“Don’t call me anymore!”

And yet,

That evening , when I,(was) tired sat down near the door

And did not wait for anyone to come,

I wanted to ask,(I felt like asking)

Whether(perhaps) you missed me,

By any chance, ( accidentally)

Absolutely by any chance…(absolutely accidentally)