It was by your act which I came to be.
Suspended in an abyss, separate from a world beyond, yet part of it in turn.
It may have been a moment or an eternity, I understand neither as I am.
For all the things that could be and that are, to me there is no difference.
All I know is that I feel your heart in mine.
When you wander, I am there with you.
By your act, I am in all places that you are.
Yet, by your choice I will be no more.
For I am the choice which has turned to inconvenience.
And before my eyes would open, they will be made to shut.
I would shed a tear if I knew only what wonders I will never know.
I would express my agony, could my voice at all be heard.
The abyss which I called home, will be the end of me.
And by your act, I am to be forgotten.