Nothing to fear and nothing to lose

I can recall old moments, anytime, while on the sidewalks avoiding the flow of people coming at me... senseless phrases telling annoyed emotions, while in the bus, filled with persons dancing on their seats, staring each other's necks, awaiting its arrival, but I recall my memoirs, your face and helpless smile...

living without a trace

I've seen you, but that doesn't mean that we are the same, so much has changed, and yet perhaps without purpose. This emptiness between you and me will let us remember our doing.

But We won't tell the real life, the problems to confront, the real matter, which keeps trace of our souls. So deep in this loneliness, I know I've lost You and I don't want You anymore as the keeper of my nightmares and dreams, nor I will be yours to hold those uncertain thoughts, there is simply a gap to be understood, and your eyes and the mines will only let Us be acknowledged of each other, nothing else to be done, nothing else to be felt...

I will go away for sometime, then I will come back and I will see and I will do exactly what I saw and did today. There will never be a change at all in this rupture of the very conscience of our darkened hearts.



No one will show its feelings... no one will stand against the gap and no one will close it with its bare hands or perhaps after the aeons... when nothing can be done, precisely as now.