It wasn’t a song, it wasn’t really a goodbye, it was more like a sigh. I didn’t even raise my eyes when I let the flowers be carried away by the soft wind. It was like forgetting a dream: I remembered a feeling, a sense of melancholy; a timeline that was aborted. And then a stillness. It could have been great, you know. Maybe.
Realisation comes, as the moon drowns ghosts of memories, as I try to remember all the reasons I’m holding on – and I find none. Darling, in the space of an almost-whole-year I remained locked in the falsehood that just breathing was enough. Just believing was enough. & I waited. I waited for those random moments when I forgot I only saw the world through veils. & I do miss the days that never came; I remember them so fondly. But my roses are ashes now, casting shadows upon my thoughts.
I think we were just killing time, you and me, and faith is overrated.
I think I can see clearer now, now that the fog of our breath has cleared and I’m not censoring myself just because the world died before (it will die again) (and yes, darling, we’ll survive that too).
– & now I let you go – – –
(the sea’s been calling me for too long; maybe tomorrow I’ll follow the waves and see where they lead)
Wrote this in between of watching Hawaii Five-0, so for complaints send a letter to Steve and Danny…
Anyway, so I thought of the title for my entry and a millisecond later I thought of: “Doctor, I let you go!“… ❤️❤️❤️ Haha, this is how you spot a Whovian…
I also wanted to share this: coffee.html because ☕️☕️☕️!!!
And since I’m sharing random stuff this is for Wolfsheim fans: Peter Heppner – Was bleibt?.
And this: Havana Club: Forced from home. Aged in exile. Forever Cuban because… (yes, Raúl Esparza…)
(English version, Spanish here: Havana Club. Expulsado de la Patria. Añejado en el Exilio. Por siempre Cubano) – My Spanish teacher would be so proud… I can’t understand anything… 😮
Night! 🌙 (me haz work 2morrow)
P.S. Will fix the damn CSS tomorrow.