Seamless, Endless HANDS.

I've been looking for you since a long time, i didn't know that i could find you a day.
You were here, waiting for me, on a bench. I've been laid down on the floor so many times, thinking of you, and your pale smiles, your dark eyes and your endless hands. And then, when i looked my reflect on the window (full of the heaven's tears), i didn't see you : i see myself, as a torn angel, as a torn evil, as a torn empty bottle..