That is, your sky.

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You can see it, with your own eyes

You can sense it, with your own smile

I’m standing here watching from a distance

I can see it, I can feel it distant,

But I’m not there.

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Maybe I was wrong

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Here I am.

Breadcrumbs on the concrete,

and it’s raining.  But not from the sky.

There are several ways to go from here,

though I don’t know which one to take and why.

Maybe I was wrong,

Maybe I could have known, or maybe not.

 

All I know is that I’m sitting here,

with breadcrumbs on the concrete,

and rain that

does not fall

from the sky.

 

 

 

The words that kept stuck in my brain

From: The Domesticated Brain by Bruce Hood.

Feelings and emotions are two sides of the same coin. Emotions are short-lived, outward responses to an event that everyone around can read, like a sudden burst of anger or fit of laughing, but feelings are the internal lingering experiences that are not always for public consumption. We can have feelings without expressing them as emotions. They are part of our internal mental life. Without feelings, we would not be motivated to do the things we do. Feelings we get from others are some of the strongest motivation that we can have. Without feelings, there would be no point getting out of bed in the morning. Even pure logic needs feelings. When se solve a puzzle, it is not enough to know the answer. You have to feel good about it too. Why else would we bother?

Savoury sweet

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The taste of something undefined,

liquid and solid, forever temporary.

I touch your hair, I sense your presence,

Are you really there?

 

In the dark, my eyes can’t see.

But I feel you

Just somewhere in a place in me

That’s called heart.

And I could not wish

for more.

Airport coffee

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Airport coffee, trying to ease the pain

to refill the emtpiness inside of me,

to stop the rain.

 

And I know that soon every minute,

every second you will get further and further away.

I’m not sure if I want this, but I don’t do anything to stop this

I just let it happen, today.

The conflict with myself.
I’m watching outside of the window and stare

at the plane that’s waiting and getting ready to leave

with the boarding pass in my hand, I’m trying not to grieve

 

Airport coffee,

I wish it would fill this gap inside my heart,

I wish it would bring me close to you,

 

I wish it would

I wish it would do so many things,

 

but it doesn’t

take the emptiness inside of me away.