måndag 20 juli 2015

"Eternity is a mere moment, just long enough for a joke"


She breathed softly in and out and I could hear her smiling. Her face was turned away, but I could tell. A light rain drummed on her windows and she looked up for a while. She aired an aura of calm, but I had known her long enough to know what my words did to her. Right now, this very moment, sitting on the floor looking out the window if caught in a picture the image would be disturbingly deceiving. She spoke faintly, as if she barely was aware of the sounds that came out.
“Where you met a thousand souls, you will meet a thousand more. Each one of them will love and despise you in thousand different ways. I heard you speak to me in a thousand voices and you shattered me into thousand pieces. I will find my calm when the winds are the wildest, when things around me are being torn and sucked up in the sky. This is where I will sit and wait for you. In the eye of the storm that you fear so much. Here nothing is safe, in here we keep changing because it’s the only way we know how to live.
Come sit with me for a while, listen to the dark that threatens to take us away. Threatens to send us some place where all we will know is utter despair. There will be no light reflected to us, there will be no angles, no atmosphere for it to travel trough. You will never speak again. For a thousand years you will only hear the echoes of our past. This is where we will go if you let the storm take us. This is where we will go if you give in to fear.
So sit with me, my darling. Sit with me for a moment. I will be yours for the eternity of this second and the next. Just long enough for you to make me smile.”

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