an ephemeral feeling

When we stop thinking…

When we think we should stop thinking

 

When we look into their eyes and we forget the owners of these eyes

When we go back to these people and we pretend we know them

And we try to know them

And we know them

 

And, even though, they frightened us

And, even though, we expose our selves

And we raise expectations

And we are afraid of not accomplish them

 

Could we build up surprises?

Could we surprise after saying that we want to build up surprises?

 

Why are we still waiting?

Who are we waiting?

 

Who would we like to come?

Is him one of you?

Is she one of you?

Do you hear me?

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