Sometimes I wonder if love has really anything to do with the loved one

or it's just a powerful movie in our heads

that comes from some strange alchemy

and which overlaps with the reality

changing the contours of our lives

giving us the illusion of a special connection

an imperishable relation with the loved one

Then, thank God

I remember

that reality and illusion

are terribly unstable concepts

that feed on each other

penetrating each other into dreams

like two lovers.