in his eyes I saw a life.
past not lived to its fullest -
it happens -
pity.
time stood still in that hug,
in that silent conversation.
no façade, no room for guessing.
he showed me in a lapse of time what i had lost -
my north, my essence.
who's to say a life is not lived in seconds?
pity.
time stood still in that hug,
in that silent conversation.
no façade, no room for guessing.
he showed me in a lapse of time what i had lost -
my north, my essence.
who's to say a life is not lived in seconds?
