XXLove letters

 

 

When I didn’t ask unspecific questions,

 

 

We got lost on the way home,

It wasn’t distance,

Why do people tend to blame miles?

Distance is when you are far,

But I’m always near,

Because I can’t forget you,

Because I can’t hate you,

Until I lose my mind,

 

Distance is when you call me to whisper sweetly,

‘Don’t regret that I’m not someone that you would never love’,

Distance is when I’m lost in the cosmopolitan city,

Rewriting Shakespeare’s stories,

They beautify rejection,

There have been so many voices since I heard the one and only word,

 ‘Yes’,

 

‘I have an idea’,

‘I always agree’,

‘Let’s win every round’.

‘And so the entire life’,

‘Life is a game’,

‘Then play it for me’,

‘Life is an adventure’,

‘Then don’t buy a ticket. And venture it’,

‘Life is a tragedy’,

‘Then look it in the eye’,

 

These were our few word ambitions,

 An after party short dialogue,

We would have won the battle,

If it hadn’t been for a preposterous joke,

Welcome to our world,

It had no sun but mist,

We put a little darkness, a little rain and soap opera twist,

We aspired to fix souls fixing ourselves drinks,

 

‘I will love you under one loving condition,

High tides bring much garbage and a few useful things,

High tides bring debris of people’s secrets,

Don’t force me to keep our secret,

It cannot stay confidential,

Don’t put a question mark,

I don’t want to hide my love,

I want to express it at least the least bit’,

 

‘If I keep all secrets that high tides bring in,

I will bankrupt,

When merciless night suffocates all daylight whispers,

A secret is useful if it’s capital one can invest,

If it stimulates exchange,

Are you happy when you are with me?

It’s what I want to ask,

Let’s leave the rest for Marx and those that care about interest’.