I did not know how to approach you the first time I saw you.
So I asked the nurse ... What is the name wrong?
Adam, I sent you it in a confused smile ...
Several times, for almost a year and certainly without your knowledge, I watched you bent over you even daring to face the first of your bubble Protecting
... And every time your image filled my soul leaving too little room to oblivion ...
It is with sorrow that I speak to ...
Adam, between pain and sweetness of a bubble