Does that make sense?

I had fallen out of a spotted sleep and into a deep melancholy and now I drove on through the sorrow of the landscape. The most important. On a window pane. By the hesitant shore we walked through mountains of razor shells and looked out towards the slowness of the sea. I try to draw your shining eyes in my sentences. When I do not see you, I do not see you. I try to understand this coincidence: