Happiness !

I did not sleep too well this night, so I decided to look for you. I open the phone book, that's where everything goes, it should be your address or even a phone number, something. Number of letters in the alphabet until I get to your letter "I will finally find you," I say. But there is nothing there, you are not passed by name or surname. Probably some bastards broke the page, they want to keep you only for them! But it's nothing, once I started looking for you, I'll find you.

If you are not in books, I will look for you on the street, remember how you look and not, surely, I can not confuse you, I always dream of you, even when I do not sleep. I'm looking for you on the street, I look through the showcases, maybe you're hiding, maybe you put up for sale and you're there, among the exhibits. I do not have too much money, but here you go, you have to be mine. I miss you.

I'm looking for you, maybe you're in your right wrist tattoo, or maybe you're in an Antique shop, there's old books written by people who have known you for sure. I'm looking for you through trees, I know since childhood that you liked to climb.

Know! The children know you best, I have to ask them where you are, but I can not leave them without you, who would make them laugh, how would they believe in you?

I'm looking for you in a poppy tree, I'm going to see your trail through the leaves of the trees, drink some coffee, and start guessing it in her hair. I'm looking at you through the fog, I'm waiting for the first snow in November and I'm looking for your trail by night, on the table I leave an open book on page 7. Maybe you read it, you may asleep reading the rest unread about me.

I read newspaper ads, I'm watching the news, but your place is not at tv. I read your messages amongst your lines, I call you as Jonah's name calls out, and I expect you to answer me, but nothing but silence. I write your name on an old piece of paper, I'm looking for a traveler and I send him to find you ... Happiness!