AND WHAT IF...?

The sun hides and the night comes for a reason, they live in darkness and not only for this season. Once they find a place, no one can cross their space. No enemies or big aliance, without knowing, they are working on a new kind of science. Sit together when they feel alone, is just one way both have to be like home. She brings the happiness and the pain, he´s already gone bad and it´s easier to go insane. Do not shout or scream, that´s going to make her even more affraid of him. Meeting people standing in a corner, now their world has no more order. Feeling lonely even together, stress and tension has become their all year weather. Their is no safety zone when the earthquake hits their home. Such storm and heavy rain, makes it harder to stand the pain. A sunny day laying in the sand, doesn´t mean it´s easier to understand. Good vibes all around, but she needs to see him laugh or at least listen to that sound. Coming back feels so strange, maybe they needed that painful change. Wondering why, her life passes by. Doing things wrong only makes her feel strong. There´s a lot of trouble living in their bubble. Sometimes they agree to be sad, there´s nothing bad about that, just the deepest feeling of turning irreversibly mad.

BEAUTIFUL PAIN

Everything is fine in the higher lands, everyday the sun rises and shines. Rocking her world with amusement and control, ignoring that one day she ´s going to lose it all. Even for her it´s to much to take, when she´s almost convinced to be making the same mistake. In their life together they didn´t ask for much, they still get excited with each other´s touch. The situation is difficult, not only because she´s kind and beautiful but also they need to make from their life something useful. No time to waste with their strange kind of taste. Her name is something he won´t forget maybe lying to himself , wondering about the unexplainable reason why they met. No conclusion to a never ending story like this, it´s an amazing new world infront, like when they had their first kiss. No doubt about what they want, even though everyone say they can´t. Why must she cry to feel alive, is it not enough pain like when she play with the sharp kitchen knife ? Already broken and forgotten, their past make their future seem rotten. Red flowers full of thorns is all that he gave her, after the scary storm.

MELODY

Her day begin at the break of dawn, grab her tool and start the song, she´s afraid but nothing´s wrong. The sound is loud and deep, like the dreams they have when they fall asleep. No words to describe the kind of art she does, it´s a natural talent that she has. Running straight into the woods, the only way to find her roots. No time to hate, joy is a mental state. When she think of him, sometimes cries, between them there are no lies. After listening to her for a while, at the same time he cried and smiled. The distant future brings some hope, now that love is their only dope. Living together then running away, now they know where they want to stay. Under the shadow of the big old trees, he´s waiting for her, to ask the question down on his knees. Always looking for a better place, if she wants, he can take her into outer space. Close to the border they walk together, they both know the change is now or never. Far beyond the stars conspire, not even all the water in the world can stop their fire. He listen close to what she say, about their life in peace, waiting lonely for that magic day.

THE RETURN

She´s not really sure what´s there waiting for her, everything she has done back there was only stare, now just wating, thinking, trying to be aware. She came looking for a different future, always learning from a different culture. Being alone is the best for now, she has no clue about who, why, what or how. Dance around the music of her own mess, while the rest, look at her as if she was less. No regrets, never make no bets. She rather stay still until she lose her will. Being quiet and moving slowly has always been the clue for surviving lonely. Come back was not her plan, she was forced as some dreams they turned into sand. Has to fix a lot of stuff, give her one more cause, for her it´s never enough. Leave her alone, either way everyone has already gone, time to walk on the sunny streets without a place to call home. Jump the fence but don´t knock on the door or come inside, she´ll be waiting on the darkest corner, gun on her head, ready to shoot, paranoid, confused and so afraid. If you want to help, stay away, you can talk but she has nothing else to say. End these shouting and kicking, no other way when she started the game knowing that the important pieces were always missing.

MY CAT´S NAME IS COPÉRNICO

Since day one he was alone, learned to play and love on it´s own. Everything he observed and listen at, can be studied for weeks before realizing what is what. He doesn´t get confused or frustrated, whatever people think of him is always underrated. Is a strange wonderful creature, big, lovely, silent, lonely, hairy mixture. Is my best friend, like a brother on an imaginary family, always thinking undescribable things of humanity. He sleeps under the sun and plays under the moon, no time to be late or soon. If you cross his way, just smile if you don´t have nothing to say. Even though I´m far away, I love his hairy figure as if I spend with him everyday. He used to crawl inside my bed to keep warm, I guess when he see me, know there is no harm.