Happy days come when we are gone.
Scared as they can be.
That night was no different from other one. 
Sure "i`ll go there" said sadboy. He didn`t knew the trouble he was getting into. Now he looks behind and prefers to be blind. How much more do we have to wait? Until the end of all hate. The wall of fame. Is a ball of shame. Don`t bring us more lies. Everytime a part of us dies. Don`t tell, don`t look, don`t speak. All of these makes us weak.
She like the stars in the sky.
The simply smell of it remind them of fresh bagels and good old days.
They sold their soul long time ago. Though it looks like they have nowere to go. A brain restriction is not enough.To keep them off the stuff. Here they come. A little bit more worn out. Tired and worried. Wondering about everything else. Making again all this mess. Waking around and jumping like a clown. They move toghether. Can`t separate them ever. Try to play along. No one has gone there before. So that is the shape. They hope it is not to late.
If he shut the door one more time, she would be gone in more than one way. All they built must be forgotten together with the words that he couldn`t say. Now they walk through this land, barefoot and alone. And a long way from home. But ready to get there and make it their place. No matter how much time it takes to get to that space. They are the heavy weight on everyone`s shoulder. No, they cant show anything smaller. Shouting out, shinning on. Picking up the pieces until the work is done.
In a second a life is lost, in a second their love is gone.
The scene took place at midnight, when he awoke suddenly from the weirdest dream. He wasn`t quite sure of the meaning or if it really meant something. She slept like a baby, no point on waking her up. No reason to remind her that. Is there a little chance of change? How could they know if they don`t try it. Not enough time to wait for the perfect answer. Daily stupid short stories keep him worried during the day. Tweaking movements kept his body walking around like a freak. The need for speed on a slow motion movie is vital to continue. Religion wasn`t enough to save his soul at this moment or any other moment.
This time they are running fast. This chance is their last. Soul researchers for a higher purpose. Mentally ill by nature. They are the scum of society. The living proof that God doesn`t exist. Some lost ultimatum that went in the wrong direction. A laboratory experiment gone bad. Anyway they show them the other side, the filthy one. Now in lockdown it`s too late to change, to late to be someone else, isn`t it?
She wasn`t so sure weather to like it or not, at that moment nothing matters really, just yourself, she knew.
Despite their effort to understand the situation, both kids must leave all behind. It´s a new chance, a window of opportunity time to get on their feet and keep on walking.
Today their music chamber is still the same, ancient rhythms make them walk slower, softer.
This day began with some kind of silence, strange for the holidays. So many people on the streets, and as they walk, so much heat. That is something that is going to repeat. So they stand by to see if they can listen to the reason why. but no one is talking now so they have to wait outside in the dark again somehow.
He just opened the window without ever imagining she would be a part of his life forever. Just a breathe of fresh air to begin, that`s what she meant to him. Now they know where to go after putting things on perspective. Lost religions on the way try to scare them away. But they walk very slowly, sure where they are heading although no so sure how to get there. At this point nothing could stop them. It was no time to feel down, so they continue. At that moment sadgirl cry and cry for lost places and better times but it was over soon, she fell asleep deep so deep sadboy felt a little envy.
It was so easy to look right through their eyes. A couple of sad children turning happy for a while, becoming aware of their freedom...making plans to use it well.
