Thoughts XII

And the thing is that some people get only a few chances to talk and talk about everything and everyone, feel safe while the other is sending that emotion of…straight inside. You almost cry of how beautiful the fire is, wish for time to stop and continue talking. But no one can do that. We do not posses that power to make things last forever. Sometimes a simple thing can give you a impression of pure understanding, concern. It can even surprise you, making its presence clear for more than you have expected. Great gift from the individual that made you whisper so much… forgot how to speak. Skin on skin, bigger strength in touch, such an undemanding detail. And still wish there where more times like…~sigh~ There are moments when I don’t even ask for something because I know what the answer is. Still, have the impression, I’ve shouted letters, words, phrases and that unpleasant reply came back. Understand that sometimes it might not have any amount of insensibility, but I…don’t say anything. And I look into your eyes, my way of asking for your forgiveness, what do I see? Is it… what I “request” or not? A flash of a second. Everything is better than ever. There, not here. And you ask too as if you did not understand what the map in my head leads to.