We are closer than ever, still being a part but breathing the same air of
persuasion.
I trust you.
I can feel you presence still not seeing your face, I can taste your
confidence not hearing your voice.
At the moment I am living through changes, I eat porridge at my breakfast,
hear radio during my afternoon lunch, have a walk around the city and at the
evening I wait for someone to switch off the lights ….
I rather live like that keeping on
my mind that life is still ahead. There are these NOT ALWAYS happy-go –lucky moments….but then I remember
how you give me a sarcastic look and put your palm on my shoulder. Give me hug
and I...oh, I feel so ashamed. I just wish for you to be here.
Agnes.
