Christophe, mon cher ami, pour toi
You are no more;
That photo
Where we stand together,
Laughing,
Makes no sense
No more;
I am no more
The way I used to be
Because
That corner in my heart
Which you inhabited,
Is deadly cold;
We are no more
Part of this tired yet,
Undying world
Together,
And the sliding doors between us
Are closed;
I whisper prayers
To the heavy Earth
For you,
For me,
For us,
Who are no more
Because you are
No more