a paradoxical life


How does it happen that you could spend your whole life with someone yet they remain a stranger?

How is it that you can share your thoughts, your bed, and your heart with someone and then the day comes when you see them on the side of the street as you drive away, fast, fast, fast, without ever even saying goodbye for good?

How does it make sense that you meet someone for a second who changes your life forever, yet you never got a name?

How come you cry and cry even though you know it’s good for you, and you laugh, smile, and enjoy even though you know it’s bad?

And why are you crying so much leaving this place, taking down your glow in the dark stars, when all you ever wanted was to get out and never look back.

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