still apart - still alive

Letter No. I 

Like a castaway always to hunt something
all my years, my sheets, 
cigarettes to smoke..

(lyrics Greek song)

I really don't know how many cigarettes you need to smoke in case to forget. I really don't know how many cigarettes you need to smoke so that you can measure a distance fairly and properly. Life comes and pushes us to move on and live. But what I always feel inside is a little child's whining when falling down while trying to walk. And I'm sure about that.. I'm not ready yet. Because Life doesn't give us a boost. Our Life pushes us so harshly.. and if you're lucky enough you get up and keep walking. 


7 May 2014, 22:30
Eastern European Summer Time

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