The Robe Room

I remember, that night, one very wild night...

He moved away from my body, went to another room, listened to a track.

"The Garden Is Becoming a Robe Room", he said, he would only dedicate that song to me one day, that one very day, only if he stopped loving me, which we would never think in the past, that this day will ever arrive.

Yes, we had a garden, one very big garden, it was beautiful, it was colourful. There were flowers growing, you would never think those flowers would wither one day..

I remember, on that very wild night, when he listened to this track, it broke my heart, of course, the pain was nothing back then.

It's a beautiful track, I never came to appreciate it until tonight.. and here I am, dedicating this to him.