Waking up, performing the morning rituals and preparing to present myself to the outside world. A daily routine I cannot escape from.
More and more I notice that little by little, the old days are fading.
I don't want them to be forgotten. So I keep repeating myself again. Again and again, like the world that spins without stopping. A vinyl disc on loop. The cycle of sun and moon. The blood that circulates around our body.
I think too much, and I notice it still.
Slowly I am getting away from a place that I once thought my home. The warmth that once comforting, now it is suffocating. Gripping on the mementos left, I try to figure out the reason why.
Nothing. I can think of nothing.
Why is it that I end up broken again?
Stuck in an infinite loop.
I whispered your name and my breath becomes shallow.
I hope I can peacefully close my ears.
The unheard voices call and cry.
We keep standing at ground zero, looking at the preserved destruction around us.
By surrounding ourselves with the mistakes we have done, can we truly live to the fullest?
On that one day, when the discarded remnants of memories come back to haunt me, what can you see?
There's no reset button in life, and there are no continues. Once it is over, it is over. If it is not meant to be, then it's not meant to be.
I accepted that already, but why am I still shivering?
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