I have always been a ghost, my love
I am the mist that surrounds your heart,
Perhaps you have never felt the tenderness of my lips,
I have always been inside your head, my darling

I have tried to tell you, I do not exist

I am your fiction, I am your false idol
I will always feel like fog inside your eyes

I have never been your garden
For flowers need water to grow
And your hands keep dripping
With sand