domingo, febrero 28

i solemnly swear...

together, we can face everything – and beat it.

that's a promise.

martes, febrero 16

shadows.

it was so dark, so quiet, so scary.

i was afraid, i don't know why, because this was still a place i knew; but i was. maybe the unknown troubled me, what lies in the darkness, what you can't see.

but then, my eyes got used to the lack of light and i started to see things, recognize them in the shadows, everything was where I had left it, and it felt safe again. but mostly, mostly i could see your face's outline and that confirmed that you were still here – so everything was alright.

and there was no reason to be afraid.

domingo, febrero 14

time is such a lie.

ten minutes with you are short, never enough, and beautiful. ten minutes without you, exact the same time according to a clock, are long, never ending and mostly awful. how can i trust time if it's all but constant?