It has to be you,
the first one to say,
the things on your mind,
that you love me to.
It has to be you to start a conversation,
I have tried with all my heart,
just to be kept in isolation.
I will stay here for eternity,
because I cannot do more,
so it will have to be you,
the first one to say,
life has been empty,
that something is missing.
It will have to be you,
to send a letter,
confirmation that you exist,
a short note,
one that makes things better,
one that does persist.
It will have to be you,
taking the higher road,
but image the relief,
when you are able to unload,
even if you keep it brief.
Simply put,
it will have to be you...
