June 3, 2014 / 6:35 P.M.
Yesterday lasted for quite some time
I have forgotten that this night was the night
I painstakingly kept like a furious air inside a delicate balloon
All the tales in every page unfolded like in the minutes between
I read your words
Beautiful words
But they were never powerful enough to stop minutes from moving
Much more than when I had wished to fast forward seconds
When I was on my way to meet you one summer ago
Today I stared at my face in the mirror
Wrinkled and tired
I am watching parts of me fade
The drums in my chest, the will to fight, gone before morning’s kiss
