twisted conversations becoming normal
ordinary people making somehtin extra ordinary
broken words becoming a sentence
silent lips kissing each other
beautiful eyes meeting each other
different music meeting
YES it could never be like that
two random people becoming sensual
strangers channelling friendship
drawing a future together
one that looks like a beautiful picture
one that looks like a gallery portrait
no one else can finish that picture
because the lines are unique
the colours are rare
and the merging is charachteristic
NO it could never be like that
I smile at the possibility having been sad just a few moments ago Ive forgotten it and that makes me smile more
I close my eyes and imagine.... His driving and me changing music
we're going home after a family party
and I looked beautiful because he was happy
and he's happy becasue I'm his
YES it could never be like that
but you know its strange
normally
I have a heart that beats by this time
and a memory that runs without brakes
and yet now I cant feel anything
i must be dead
I just .....I guess I have accepted the reality that there is dress coming up where it will be any colour but white.....
and now Ive forgotten my smile and am sad because I think
there will be a picture never drawn
never seen
never felt
and it will be lying somewhere the empty canvas
lying somewhere far away
lying there
waiting for us
empty.................
forever
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