הנּפלים 


Living, Loving, and Lies.

 

Though you'll wonder the inevitable "what if", the most likely ending is that one day the stupid things will happen.

The lyrics will come, the letters will arrive, the memories will surface and start whispering suggestive things in your ears: things you thought, for so long, that you wanted to hear.

With enough concentration and sweat, through some misguided force of will, you'll create the reality that you thought you were chasing after, the one that you thought would never materialise.

You'll take a step back, after a moment, a couple of conversations, and one or two stiff inhalations of the cold january air (making your nose run).

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You'll say to yourself something along the lines of "That's it???", and feeling rather ripped off, you'll end up sighing and you'll say something like "I'm glad that's over."

Then you just won't know what to do.

You'll be some big, boring, lifeless blank space, wandering like a lost child, muttering the details like an old man, trying to discover what you thought was so important about loving, living, and lies in the first place.