viernes, 5 de febrero de 2021

The deceiving art of a non-magical clock

Him: It feels like it was yesterday, doesn't it? 

Her: What does?

Him: Everything 

Her: Maybe 

Him: Like I could extend my hand and touch it...

Her: Yesterday is further than that 

Him: Is it really? I snapped my fingers and ten years have passed 

Her: For you, for me it's been a few decades... for me you...

Him: Go on...

Her: For me , you already passed away, you are nothing but a memory . A memory that feels...

Him: Like yesterday...

Her: Yes. I miss you 

Him:....