ANÁLISIS | SIGNIFICADO
'How can I go home without a word to share? I anticipate that familiar look in your eyes, silently questioning my journey and choices. You sought solitude, and indeed, you found it.
In our dynamic, you are delicate like china, and I, clumsy like a bull. You offer sustenance, while I am content. Timing seems to govern all, as if every word has already been spoken. Returning with a mind devoid of thoughts.
You'll ask about the love, and I'll speak of admiration for my craft, knowing in my heart that your love is the most genuine. Praise for my efforts will be met with my modesty, fingers and voice weary from the endeavor.
Your joy in my presence palpable, you'll express longing and willingness to shoulder burdens. Once again, you'll take on the weight while steering the vehicle, allowing me to jest about life's quirks.
Heading home with a silence that echoes loudly, knowing your silent questions await. You granted me the time I sought; my decisions made in that solitude. You had patience, you had understanding, you had time, and for that, I am grateful.'