Calm yourself, old boy. Breathe in. Breathe out. Find the reason. Remember. Retrace.
Follow your footsteps in the past. See them fade away, changing shape and pace as if they constantly belonged to someone else. They did. You died a long time ago, you have died many times and you’ve been reborn as many. You woke up today a stranger from the world and from yourself.
All you know now is that beautiful place she once created in the future with the whisper of a few words, the place you blindly walk towards, the place that bears her name. A place so beautiful that its distant echoes go through your dreams when you sleep, making it real as if you had already been there, a long time ago, perhaps in another life. You can finally rest there, for the first time in your life.
excelent
ca de obicei
beautifully place images within the words on the page….
a beautiful time and place
she shares with me in her space
the path she walks with me
in ours souls we embrace
as it will be in the futur
as it as in our past
this beautiful space that place in time
merci…mulţumesc