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"We don't remember days, we remember moments."⎯César Padece.
For those who still love in loneliness.
We were beautiful. You were beautiful.
But we were so tragic.
Like the melody scorned in a corner of our headboard, so full of immeasurable magic.
If I became addicted to derail, you would invariably converge with me. There is no such blissful mystery as the one you treasure in your eclipsed eyes hidden behind each eyelid.
Neither person with so much happiness in life to acquire the ability to cross such a beautiful being like you. A being worthy of fiction, my utopia. My beautiful chimera.
I keep each one of our beauties evoked in frames, which although, I try to remove, persist in their positions.
Forgetting you is an attempt.
So I must stop to think if the right thing to do would be to pretender from you sometime, if that is the way to recover from the wounds, to hit the right path.
And I stick to reality; for as long as live and for as long as a I love, I can't help to think about you. Thinking of you with affability, as the person who passed through my pumping nucleous until it split.
Because ever since I left that aspect, I knew you were the one. The person who would kill me, who would finish me off; to me, to this heightened body of fragmentary primordial center.
And when the floodlights go out, it'll still be you.
You who found me when I was lost. And who do I decide to find when I want to love.
No matter how hard I try, I will in no way get absolution.
I will never not think of you.
What we appropriated was just for a moment, just a possibility and opportunity. There is no contingency of repeating that. And at the end of the day I just have to check my retentive.
Nights turned into ephemeral, from the prelude to the climax. In this prerogative.
Looking at the vintage, it was jovial. We enjoyed it.
But I will never be able to think of you. I will never be able not to think of you.
With you by my side, my life is transfigured; it becomes a movie.
Urge to where, each time the moon escapes, the brightest star in this galaxy emerges. Feeling more and more like I'm not walking on my own two feet, living someone else's life.
And every day I rush to achieve my goal.
As the world continues to move, I take refuge. You protect me.
Everything became so tiny, so ephemeral, that there are still pieces of what I no longer have. I feel like the only one who lives in another moment, another cosmos.
Everything that used to be customary has become so insoluble. Hug you, touch you, I can't anymore.
I hope one day to find a way to feel again what you generated for me, or at least something that resembles it, and that your memory becomes a feeling.
Someday I'll find a way
Like a lost child, you found me, and you loved me. You taught me to love and love you, also to love me. And the idea of one day breathing in a world without thinking about you becomes more and more absurd.
You guided me, you pushed me to find my way; But this has me tripping
Feeling like I'm just wandering around, trying to escape a maze that I've created myself; one in which I must find you, but in which I only manage to lose myself more and more inside.
When your memories haunt my mind and the true boldness disappears, I simply escape by sliding through each of the memories that bears your name on it.
Because, even when you couldn't be my faithful companion, you gave your all not to let go. Even when outsiders spoke, your eyes only appreciated me and your ears gave me their full attention.
Because it was fun meeting you, having you and getting to let you go.
Until the bitter end; We were so beautiful and at the same time so tragic.
For as long as I live and for as long as I love; I can never not think of you.
Because my heart will always have your name written, because you were the one who taught it to beat for you; but it was I who learned to do it with the soft presence that your absence left.
Wasn't it a revelry?
I can never not think of you.
I will not be able not to think of you.
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