terça-feira, 18 de agosto de 2015

Ode to nothing-happening everyday

- Are you leaving?
- No, I'm not.
- Phew! I thought that you were leaving.
- So, you want me to stay?
- Yes.
- But you never told me that.
- Well, I tried. I always try. But then I grasp, I mute, I give up. Always give up. And I always try before you leave. (Feeling frustrated).
- I'm staying.
- I feel more comfortable now. Not that it changes something.
- So why do you want me to stay?
- Because I want the chance for something to happen.
- I can't know.
- I've learned that, if you don't know, then it won't. (feeling frustrated)
- I'm not leaving.
- I am.