Respiros

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Last we talked, we didn’t have the answers.

You didn’t. I didn’t either.

I still don’t know what comes after this.

We keep finding our way back to each other.

I never wanted to leave.

I just didn’t want it to hurt anymore.

I know you have to go through what I went through.

Sometimes distance is the only way to understand what was always there.

Sometimes you have to walk away to hear what never stopped calling.

I don’t want to imagine another life.

I want this one.

Because of that, I’ll wait.

You can go do whatever you need to do,

with whoever you need to do it with.

I won’t stop you.

I’ll be here for as long as I was gone.

In the meantime, I’ll try to keep living.

Maybe I’ll search for a touch that almost resembles yours,

something close enough to quiet the absence for a moment.

But we both know the difference.

This won’t last forever though.

Waiting never does.

I need you to make your choice

without me asking for it.

Can’t you feel it too?

Or am I the only one still listening?

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