One sentence of what could have been.

It was just one of those moments, when, i feel the need for a company, the lost, the transgression, the need for me to look, not only for a friend, but someone, who, by any chance always has that x-factor that tickles my ideas and emotions and so, I always keep longing for that someone, till you came, till we became friends, till we were able to reminisce memories we didn’t even share, yet, here we are, laughing at it, thinking about it, pursuing the what would happen case, yet, i know, this feeling may lead not only to one thing, but to many things that may, at the end of the day, kill me, not because i pursued it, but because it will be a simple cliffhanger of thought and, we always see each other, longing to talk about one another’s memories, thinking  one way or another, we will still go back to that one time, where we deal with things, not as friends, but rather as comrades, comrades of love, or maybe parents, parents of the same children, and fifty, sixty, or maybe eighty years will pass, and yet, we still enjoy the chances of a lifetime we always enjoy, the chances of life given to us for us to live and love, the chances we can never gain again and again and again, yet, we know for sure, we savored it just like the first time we talked, and reminisced memories we both did and didn’t share doing.



This is my work, so copyright (2012), intellectual property, ownership, all mine.


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