“He came. He left. Nothing else had changed. I had not changed. The world hadn't changed. Yet nothing would be the same. All that remains is dreammaking and strange remembrance”
"(...) lo único que deseaba era que el tiempo se detuviese. Que el verano no terminase jamás, que él nunca se alejase, que la música repetida una y otra vez siguiese para siempre, pido muy poca cosa y juro que no exigiré nada más en la vida".
Note: this is a poem I wrote from Elio’s point of view in book version of “Call Me By Your Name” of how he feels after spending the first night with Oliver.
DISCLAIMER: I do not ship them, this is just for purpose of Elio’s feelings into poetry