elsewhere…
Did you ever feel a person so close one minute, and so far away, the next, although still physically right next to you? Feel that awkward silence, feel its heaviness, its shape, that terrible silence that tells you that something’s wrong, but can’t tell exactly what? Why do people drift apart? I know, because everything changes and we change along the way. But why do people drift apart in the course of a few hours? That explicit moment when you feel it, when you feel that something’s pushing you away, but you don’t know what it is? And it’s not even something in particular, more like the absence of something…an emptiness that urges you to take one step back, without even knowing where it’s coming from? How do you get past these silences? How do you fill that emptiness, that void in your stomach, when you don’t even know what caused it? How do you answer all the WHYs?
About this entry
You’re currently reading “elsewhere…,” an entry on pieces of thought
- Published:
- Wednesday, April 28, 2010 / 13:53
- Category:
- ginduri...
No comments yet
Jump to comment form | comment rss [?] | trackback uri [?]