Invisible thread

It's something from above, since it makes you come back... You make a balanced and sober decision for yourself. You drown out the pain of boredom in every way, looking for more and more new ones. You exclude the possibility of visiting those places, watching programs and listening to songs. You forbid touching on topics where it is about him/her.

When you need to leave urgently,
Something pulls me forward,
I get on the midnight bus,
I do everything the other way around.

It's as if I'm being pulled towards retribution,
Taking away to execution in the dark,
The whole sky is like a black dress,
The roads cannot be seen.

And you don't forgive anything,
You walk through puddles in the pouring rain,
Darling, I promise,
That I will stop this rain.

I just hope I don't suffocate.
The last sharp turn,
After all, I'm leaving to return,
I do everything the other way around.

I'll come back and hug you carefully,
Losing you forever,
But it is impossible to love forever,
It's not worth the trouble for the time being.

I will drink the living tears from your face,
And I will leave silently, without haste,
And I see crazy eyes
And I hear my soul groaning.

© Valentin Gaft

Only when you have a free minute alone, you start looking for a reason, that thread, the thinnest one, to be able to return, to be able to hug... One more time, let it be the last... It has no definitions, but it has incredible power, which makes tears appear, and the soul break out... without words.

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