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Tunnel

Published On: 02-05-2015 9:51

We were there, you and I, and all the others, picking up the fragments of our lives because we’d chopped up the river so it couldn’t even flow. It was a chopped up river, and our lives were all cut up and somebody asked me if I believed in love at first sight and seconds later if I believed in everlasting love. I replied “Yes” to the first and “No” to the second because things happen, you know, things change.

Nothing is everlasting, not even a river, not even our lives. And, by the way, where is love in this photo? I’m looking at you through a tunnel, my darling, and all I can see is only a part of you. The only part of you that can be seen by me, the only part of you which I believe is true.

Two old men were waiting at a bus stop and two men were running away from their lives and I suddenly remembered how much I once loved you.

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