I continue to exist without you. I don't know where you are...
It's hard sometimes to walk on that fine line between reality and imagination and in our case it seems that we crossed it quite a few times. So now, here I am writing about you... almost fifteen years latter without really knowing if you ever existed.
I have everything packed in boxes. My life in a bunch of boxes as you know! Never stay for too long in one place... but it is so hard to open those boxes and look at all the contents. I want to read our letters again. I want to be reminded of our silliness, I want to relive everything...but I don't think I am strong enough to do it. As a matter of fact, I know I can't do it, yet!
A couple of years ago I wanted to through everything out. I wanted to burn everything... it seems that they are keeping me back. Now, I am not so sure any more. I am not sure I want to even touch them. I guess time will tell.
Time... always endless and always timeless... Time.
I am still looking for you
It's hard sometimes to walk on that fine line between reality and imagination and in our case it seems that we crossed it quite a few times. So now, here I am writing about you... almost fifteen years latter without really knowing if you ever existed.
I have everything packed in boxes. My life in a bunch of boxes as you know! Never stay for too long in one place... but it is so hard to open those boxes and look at all the contents. I want to read our letters again. I want to be reminded of our silliness, I want to relive everything...but I don't think I am strong enough to do it. As a matter of fact, I know I can't do it, yet!
A couple of years ago I wanted to through everything out. I wanted to burn everything... it seems that they are keeping me back. Now, I am not so sure any more. I am not sure I want to even touch them. I guess time will tell.
Time... always endless and always timeless... Time.
I am still looking for you
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