"Hair loss and retrieval" (Translation of "Pérdida y recuperación del pelo") - Julio Cortázar

Translation: We went around without looking for each other, but knowing we went around to find each other.

I touch your mouth, I touch the edge of your mouth with my finger, I am drawing it as if it were something my hand was sketching, as if for the first time your mouth opened a little, and all I have to do is close my eyes to erase it and start all over again, every time I can make the mouth I want appear, the mouth which my hand chooses and sketches on your face, and which by some chance that I do not seek to understand coincides exactly with your mouth which smiles beneath the one my hand is sketching on you.

Translation: Nothing is lost if one has the courage to proclaim that all is lost and we must begin anew.