So many ways to say what I think of you, how I feel for you, what I see in you. I've tried my best to keep it quiet, to enjoy it silently -and I do so enjoy it greatly. But I'm affraid time is running out, Daphne screams in my head, my eyes shout to yours and I know you know what I mean to say at the end of every conversation, of every day together... (Fragmento encontrado de una historia empezada).
Conversaciones en el vacío de muchas voces.