Coming back

I look into your eyes, but I see nothing. You’re not here anymore. I see those sea-blue eyes of yours, they are here, they’re looking at me, trying to understand, trying to recall something. Something that has been lost a long time ago. I know you tried hard, so hard, not to think of me. I know that, in a way, I had become a dream for you, a dream that could never be reached anymore. Maybe you thought I would never come back. Maybe you thought I had abandonned you. I never did. I tried to be there, in your heart, I tried to guide you towards your destiny. To lead you to me. But your heart seems so empty now. I frown, I feel the tears filling my eyes, but I don’t want to let them roll on my cheeks. I don’t want to seem weak. I look at you from head to toes. I look at your face, your so beautiful face that I never forgot. You never left me. You’ve been part of me, and my memories of you helped me to be strong. But obviously, you had no memories of me. Because they would have helped you, as my mind helped me, my heart and soul helped me. Look. Look what you’ve done to yourself. You became someone you would have hated before. You don’t mind killing people, why? Why do you almost like to kill your enemies ? To avenge yourself ? To avenge yourslef for what ? I know you hurt. I hurt too. I thought that perhaps you would be your old self again, if I came back. How wrong I was. I’m standing here, my face a few inches away from yours, I’m looking you in the eye, trying to recognize you. Trying to recognize the man I love. The man I loved. But I can’t find him anymore. I reach out my hand to caress your cheek, which was once soft like a baby’s skin. You seem lost, you seem hurt. You take my hand in yours and close your eyes. I can’t help it,  I move forward. I want to find you back. I want it so badly. Maybe that’s the only way to so so. I feel your soft breath on my lips, I tremble, and I feel your hand shaking in mine. Your free hand places itself on my back, and you caress my hair slowly. It’s so good to feel your touch again. I missed it so much, I missed it for almost five years now. Time passed by. But it seemed so long, and I feel so old, I’ve been hurt so much. I lost my home, I lost my parents, my friends, my brother. Then I lost Dim-Dim. But you were there. Dermott was there. The whole crew was there, it was my family. And then I lost you all. I have nothing now, nothing but memories. Memories of joy, memories of love. And memorises of your hands caressing my face, caressing my body, my heart, my soul. I felt complete with you. And now I’m back. Back from nowhere. But I feel that here, in your arms, I found home. I have a new mission to fulfill now. I have to find back the real Sinbad, I have to search for him in the heart of the man who’s holding me right now. I feel you coming back, slowly. You hold me closer, I feel your tears melting with mines, I feel your warmth surrounding me. We can’t hide from each other anymore. You smile against my cheek, you hold my head and kiss my forehead. I want to say something, but I can’t. The words are held back in my throat. I look at you in the eye again, and I smile. That’s pretty strange, I must admit, but it’s like I can see the warmth of your heart returning to you. A part of it, at least. I know this will take time for you to forget how much you hurt, and to let hapiness come back to you, but I swear that we’ll succeed. Together, we’ll succeed. You cry again, you don’t seem able to stop the tears you held back for five long years. But now this is over. You ask me never to leave you again, and I promise. You don’t have to fear anything now. You’re still crying, but your smile is there, a happy smile, a smile that I missed so much. And I know you missed it too. Your face is a rainbow now. The rain, the hard and tough rain is still here, but we both now that the sun has returned to your face, my fire will dry your tears. Cry, my love. I will always be there to hold you and to comfort you. Your lips touch mines, your sweet lips, and you kiss me gently. The rain suddenly stop falling, and the sun, high in the sky, shines on us, warming our wounded but reunited hearts.