lucky that I cant imagine how hard will it get without you, again,
I have a glimpse …a hint.
In the past I lived with a feeling that somewhere in this city, is you, each morning I went up the hill, and before going to the tunnel, I could say “good morning, I miss you” as you were just there, behind the motorway.
Then at nights I would look out and send messages through the reflections in rain drops, finding imaginary way for light ray to reach you… as you were somewhere there…:still chance , although small, to see you, somewhere in this city…..
Subconscious thoughts, now surfacing, as the monster continent approaching to swallow you too, and not to give you back.
That monster ….
Jul 31, 2024
Jul 31, 2024 at 11:21 PM UTC
lucky that I cant imagine how hard will it get without you, again,
I have a glimpse …a hint.
In the past I lived with a feeling that somewhere in this city, is you, each morning I went up the hill, and before going to the tunnel, I could say “good morning, I miss you” as you were just there, behind the motorway.
Then at nights I would look out and send messages through the reflections in rain drops, finding imaginary way for light ray to reach you… as you were somewhere there…:still chance , although small, to see you, somewhere in this city…..
Subconscious thoughts, now surfacing, as the monster continent approaching to swallow you too, and not to give you back.
That monster ….
