Sparks and rendez vous

Sparks and rendez vous

I never thought that it will be easy to forget you.Everyone saw the end of the story that you fed up of me.
The questions are always in my mind: why?
Everything was composed, artificial, mostly is you and your feelings and thoughts. Slowly, the dream is coming… the music what I listening is madding me. I’m afraid of myself and i’m afraid that you live in my heart yet. Out heart is in danger. We are sinking to deeply in every second after we lose our nerve.
If I see the images and maybe I cut myself.

I just sitting and I looking into myself, I cherish your empty place in my soul.
I believe that there are answers for my questions. I feel that I’m a room and you are a fireplace with enormous, red blaze and just a little wind can put out your flame. I surrounded with closed doors. In fact, I don’t regret anything, I never regret that I increased walls around me. Maybe those walls blocking that I relief of you and you relief of me. I only get darkness at every single days…

yes, I feel that at end of each day.

I reached the end of the day again when everything is shining and now I quietly sitting, I hear that the wind is shaking the branches. – They don’t want to relief of the summer, they go away with the autumn to the end of the year. Everything is dancing around me… the nothing with everything, the shine with sparks, the questions with my mind…

I try to give up on you. You are a feeling which cause addiction.
I fight with invisible tears on Monday and Tuesday at every day. I see you and time after time you became more transparent. I don’t wan’t notice you. You push away everything from yourself easily. I feel myself like a smoke cigarette what you dropped away it at 13.25 on the pavement to the rubbish heap. Now even rendez vous not making intimate moments. We developed a gap between us and you wait the fall too and after the fall the next splash.

We created little sparks and that is what the story is about: bitter spell, woodchip, slow motion scene.

Kollár Barbara

Music:

Choir of Young Believers - Hollow Talk