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Sometimes You get Cold

December 23, 2021December 23, 2021

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For example, don’t let our paths cross in a sentence with “letting go” in it… Actually, you think about the distance you love almost. Sometimes from another country. Passport, visa etc. Once you’re in, things get harder. It is often difficult to even love someone in another city. When you cry, you want him to come to you, until he comes, your tears will dry. You want to explain, he listens on the end of his phone but does not understand. How close can a person who you can’t look in the eye be to you… There are empty words, everyone knows: “The important thing is that the hearts are together, it is not enough for you, me or him. To put it simply, listen to the same song with him at the same time, what good would it be if you were in your heart if he wasn’t with you? How much can he feel? Don’t your hands that you can’t squeeze into your palms get cold? I think it’s cold, sometimes you get cold anyway, it has nothing to do with the seasons.

Hug yourself if you’re cold, call me if you can’t warm up.

To touch

There is such a thing as touching, there is feeling, and there is envy of someone who is not your. To be jealous of something that is not and will not be yours. There is writing to a girl from afar, waiting for an answer. Sometimes your heart beats very differently. If there was a name for it in medicine, it would be ”the jump of the heart from head to toe”. It is nice to love someone who is not yours, because there is something that can be yours, and there are calls for yourself in every sentence. Sometimes you love who don’t even hear your voice, because you love, sometimes you don’t understand where my heart is beating. You love like that sometimes, always jealous of someone who will never be yours…

Then I said, “I’ve had enough coffee, you can go baby.”

Loving

One does not get tired of happiness. He is broken, sad, cries, but does not get tired. Just waiting for agreement, lovers without expectations. He may fall many times, his knees may bleed many times, but when he kisses, flowers bloom in all his wounds. Still, one does not tire of happiness.

It might be hard to miss. It’s hard to wait for what doesn’t come. You can’t get jealous, you can’t get offended. You can’t even say it all the time so that you don’t get bored, it’s like a place of doom inside you. You just sit and spit on your friends. You describe at length a small memory, a smile, that tiny accidental touch. If you can’t come to yourself, you will get yourself together with his dream. He cries with a word, makes you happy with a word without even knowing it.

When a tireless person loves, he forgets his words, but you don’t forget him.

Maybe it was necessary to love patiently. Maybe we need to pray to love because he loves, with prayer, with love.

Maybe a lot is said about him, but the one who loves does not give up on loving. He gets tired of all the negativities, but never from loving.