domingo, 5 de julho de 2015

Memory options

If only this could be an option! Telling our brain what to do with different info. Keep it or send it the recycle bin or just abandone it in a back room folder.
Exactly one year ago. I inherited my grandfathers' memory and the ability to link events together to know that it was raining and I was tired and I almost missed dinner to stay cosy at home and something made me move and I met a friend while waiting for him downstairs and it was her birthday and I didn't know. Now I know it's her birthday and so I know it was exactly one year ago and I will always know it 2 years from now ,3 , maybe 10, even if the memory of him dilutes in so many other memories, in this day, I won't ever have the option of forgetting.
On the other hand, what would you do with the options?

sexta-feira, 3 de julho de 2015

Shall we dance?

I asked him as soon as we entered the house. Bare feet, wet shoes left at the door, summer rain doesn't cool down the hearts, just one more cigarette in the balcony and he says I don't dance as he grabs my waits and slowly takes it around the room. My feet over his feet as one should always dance when you're in love and I won't ever remember which song was playing.
My feet over his feet as it should always be, even when no music is playing, slowly around the room.