My self would like to acknowledge your self for going deeper in the tide of a completely, unmeasurable selfish sea. Welcome aboard. Please, do not drown.
You lay down next to me. You never look at me right away, but your hand meets mine and you hold it for a very long time. I wait patiently for you to come closer. Though we share a huge bed, you always get to the edge of it. I love asking you to get to the middle just to listen to you telling me with that kid’s voice…
I live in this splendid, gigantic world. It’s been almost twenty-two years I see all these great things happening. The magic surrounding people and making them feel absolutely amazing, unique in their essence.
It’s a hotel room and you wake up to a new day. By your side you have the love of your life, still asleep, still in dreamland. You think about all things that had happened and all things that hadn’t happened to you and because of all these facts and these strings of consequences you…
It’s the oldest story in the world. Everybody goes through it, maybe in different paths, but still the same destination. Oblivion.
It’s the oldest story in the world. One day you are here, the other day you are not.
in any moment of your astonishing, brilliant existence — to go thinking that you are not running through my dreams.