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t h o u g h t s
It's been a few minutes,
My head on your shoulder, your arm around me
Neither of us utters a word.
What are you thinking?
You ask, breaking the silence.
I'm thinking,
About the day we finally accepted how we felt,
And then the world tilted, the hourglass turned,
How every day we're slipping away, gradually
One sand grain at a time.
I'm thinking,
How unfortunate it is that our fate's already written
That we were to be like parallel lines
Destined to be together
But not with each other.
I'm thinking,
How long are we going to take it, one day at a time?
One call, one heart emoji, one I miss you at a time.
Like a recovering addict,
Each day takes us twelve steps away from each other.
I'm thinking,
How the time we are together is snowglobe moments.
How we are confined to only a moment in time.
While the world around us moves on and on.
And we relive one perfect yet fragile moment.
I'm thinking,
How we belong to each other today,
For now.
How wonderful it'll be if the world ends today.
While you are mine and I'm yours.
So I don't have to see tomorrow.
When the hourglass is finally empty
When either of the parallel lines ends.
When we are so apart that we stand out of sight
When the snow globe falls to the floor, waking us up.
Instead,
I try to come back to that second,
To your voice, eyes, and presence,
Instead, I say,
I'm thinking about getting ice cream.
reporting live from the war inside my head.
the earth is littered with the ruins of empires that believed they were eternal.
i hope you live a life you’re proud of, and if you’re not. i hope you find the strength to start again.
- f. scott fitzgerald
“Pochoduji jako voják, kterému bubnují do kroku. Má duše mě opustila. Bloudí horskými stráněmi a hlídá zbytečné hroby.”
- Květa Legátová, Jozova Hanule
“I march in the rythm of drums like a soldier. My soul left me. It wonders through the mountains slopes and watch over unnecessary graves.”
- Jozova Hanule (translated by me)