Since feelings and time
could not be retrieved and restored,
I imagined our story as a horse
painted by a famous artist
where limbs were shown
on the canvas as
separated by unconquered spaces.
It was like an one act play with one
actor forever looking for
the other one. Just like the
limbs of the horse spread
all over the canvas, one forever
looking for the other to get connected.
Imagining our story as such
a surrealist painting
gave me a lot of foresight
Because next time,
I would be the painter of that horse
who will bring all the limbs together,
since by then, I will know
how to paint.
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Wednesday, February 14, 2018
Forever
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