After a dark place sees the sun it does not want to go back to shadows again, so it cannot cry neither smile, just stay for a while until a spark of hope comes along. There are pieces of me that got lost into you, little memories that will be forgotten somewhere in the universe. To where do all this memories go? Is that why I feel empty? Maybe it is too much to carry on in the paper lightness of the world the weight of a past only we can remember in our hearts. I always wondered what's inside of all of us and to where do our experiences go? Is the world too quick for us to stop and remember? Should we always live jumping from cloud to cloud as birds do when they travel? Where to? And I can´t find the answer because you left me in darkness again and now I realise I never stopped being alone all this time. The world still breaths and people still talk, besides the fact that part of me died with you.
Rita Coelho
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