Yesterday time stopped,
elephants didn’t fly
indifference still feels fine
but I didn’t retreat from this moment.
Now more than ever
in my world,
in my existence.
I see, I still have the ability
to act, to live, to feel,
to not complain,
to not explain why I am like this.
When I met you
in reality,
simply shaking hands,
the human gaze
without a double mindset
I recognized that
serendipity would untangle
what remained muddled, and
I allow myself to choose simple trust
not to latibulate
even if it sounds a bit archaic.
Mar 22, 2025
Mar 22, 2025 at 4:22 PM UTC
Yesterday time stopped,
elephants didn’t fly
indifference still feels fine
but I didn’t retreat from this moment.
Now more than ever
in my world,
in my existence.
I see, I still have the ability
to act, to live, to feel,
to not complain,
to not explain why I am like this.
When I met you
in reality,
simply shaking hands,
the human gaze
without a double mindset
I recognized that
serendipity would untangle
what remained muddled, and
I allow myself to choose simple trust
not to latibulate
even if it sounds a bit archaic.
to latibulate- to hide oneself in a corner
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