the 66th page

I could hear and you could see.

Now I have nothing else left to say.

Now it's your turn, you speak to me.

Speak softly.

I'm waiting, if you could read.

Give me chance, if you would let.

the 65th page

Could you feel it? Yes I could!

I whispered,

for you to let me go,

I didn't say you have to leave me.

Simple isn't it?