That’s how it is.
Good and bad – they all end.
Luckly… And unfortunately.

Sometimes time feels like an eternity… Other times it escapes as water between the fingers.
I wish I could play some more.
But I can’t.
Not enough money.
Not the right passport.
Not enough time.

I am always afraid when the good now seems to escape too fast into a not so funny now.
Tomorrow may never happen, but somehow it still haunts me.
I want to stay here.
I want my now to freeze and i want all problems to stay as far away as possible from me.
That’s why here and now feels so good to me… Because it’s all I have.

People are walking disappointments in its full potential.
Here and now I do not count on them.
Loneliness suits me well here and now.

I am going back to the past, where everything ended.
My body aches as it was begging to stay.
Here and now is pure uncertainty, but is better then before.
And I am afraid of going back to before.

I don’t want o play that game anymore.

If all things must end, let the things that ended be dead.
Let the now never stop being.
Because, in fact, it never does.