wtorek, 31 sierpnia 2010

coin-operated boy

I remember one moment. We were standing in some kind of dark storeroom, very close to each other. I remember your body, weak, shaking, like if you were about to lose controll. You were leaning on me and I was afraid that you will faint and fall on this dirty floor. You were mine, I had to take care of you, because I was the one who made you so weak. I put all my effort to hold you.
That moment was perfection itself.
In that moment you loved me and I loved you more than ever before.
And I know that if we loved each other even in that short moment, it was worth and I won't regret meeting you.
Whatever the case may be.

piątek, 6 sierpnia 2010

that's the doubt

That's the best - and that's the test in it
That's the doubt - doubt, not trust in it
That's the sight - and that's the sound of it
That's the gift - and that's the trick in it

but this time I don't want to make dramatic decisions after first doubt. let's wait, let's see