Some sort of magic happens
when we find each other
in the ocean of the solitude.
I silently drown in your mouth
while the dust disappears in the wind,
and my voice becomes a hidden echo
that rumbles in the empty spaces of your soul.
Sometimes at night, I mischievously smile
cause I find you mysteriously enchanted
like an unexplored galaxy
like a distant star
like an impossible mountain.
You are that parallel reality I can’t live without
that secret life I’ll never share
and that happy ending I’ll never have.
Observation gives you the opportunity to understand human behavior, but no one takes time to observe. If we observed, we wouldn’t ask so many questions because all the answers were there, in our faces. Because sometimes you don’t need words to know reasons, it’s like the souls were connected… you just know it.