Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Just a boy who dreamt of a girl


My head is not clear.
Some kind of smoke came a few days ago.
No, not days.
Weeks.
I'm completely lost.
Lost not only by the way of being lost.
Lost for words.

See, I heard a story about a man and a woman.
A story I heard from someone close to me.
No, not close to me.
I heard it from myself.
I am that boy.
You,
You are that girl.

The story.
The story I can not remember,
But you, I remember you like it was yesterday.
Yesterday, when I first saw you.
Felt your smile.
The smile that made me smile.
The smile that made me feel lost.