What’s a
relation
something
as deep
as strange
Starts with
curiosity
then comes
an illusion
The other’s a perfect
pretender
playing jokes
in a game
we use to play
What are we
trying to hide
what’s so
embarrassing
Fear and
shame
guilt and
loneliness
Those feelings guide us
more than
engagement
We felt
lack of love
having
sense of being comunicated
but there
comes a moment in a day
when we
need the caress
and embrace of a real person
Somebody
who first
we’ve looked
inside the soul
instead of
the nakedness
There is no replacement
for a real hug
or a kiss
Virtuality
help us a lot
and it’s a chimeric vessel
but never
ever
will it be something better
than
staring in sunset
sharing the
moment
with
somebody we have chosen.
MELANCHOLY
BY
NATALYA DOUDELL
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