miercuri, 11 mai 2016

until the sun goes cold

have you ever thought about what the sun thinks when it sets?

i cannot get my mind around this. does it cry? does it laugh? does it say anything at all to the sky before going down, way down? i bet it has a lot to say. but does it actually get it all out? and does it really matter? when it knows there is a moon to follow and take its place?

all this sky business has gotten too complicated. simple things often are complicated. and they shouldn't be. they shouldn't.


ecler cu cremă la temperatura camerei

îmi este dor să plâng. de fapt, nu știu dacă îmi este dor să plâng, cât îmi este dor să simt. ceva. îmi este dor să simt ceva atât de intens...