what if you do think about me
what if when your eyes met mine in that city close to an infinite of possibilities
it was not only me that got stuck for some time in that moment, in that restaurant.
what if my intuition is not completely outside the borders, any borders of emotion.
what if you have this self control, like impossible self control, that gets you to act like that. Because you can. Without words, without anything else.
Even if. It would not change the status quo, not for me, not for you.
So any and all what ifs, are meant to be only a reminder
We are more than alive, outside and inside. More inside, maybe.
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