Day 107
It's been said that love alters everything.
Everything you had is likely to fade, to move, to crash, to dissappear, and you won't even notice it. It's like a drug, you only care about it, and what meant the world for you, slowly started to lose its meaning.
I have to go back to the start. To the very beginning. To that night. I
want to rewind and mend everything. I want to tell myself ‘Hey, you
better not smile to him, or he might take everything away, you are
better off without him’. But I was, as a matter of fact, happy.
He was chasing me, I was so naïve! Nights started to get longer, days
would become brighter and an amount of memories would be made within
days, and I didn’t appreciate it on his fullest. If I could only come
back, to one of those nights, and talk with that person I knew, If I
could only find a little bit of warmth towards me nowadays, if I had
held him stronger, been more quieter, moved faster.
Such a stranger he is, and now everytime I look at the calendar i feel
shivers down my spine; how has he achieved so much in so little time?
How couldn't I be aware of all the time that has passed, without me
getting over him? Why am I so scared of the few weeks that I have left?
It feels like a countdown. Twenty people might me able to take his
place, I just need his conversation.
His words, his scent, his touch won’t linger on so easily.
But it must. How did he make such a deep bound in me? Weeks keep passing and I'm still defenseless. And in the middle of all this chaos, I notice that I did not only fail at love, but at this project.
I've received some e-mails from people asking me why was my project frozen, and they were worried because they didn't know what was wrong. I was wrong. I forgot about my biggest passion because of a boy. I'm still wrecked from the inside out. I had a lot of fun. I could spend days writing everything I've done while I wasn't here. But now all of that is unimportant, I need to mend myself. I need to come back. And I hope you can all forgive me for all this matter.
I don't know when everything will go back on its course, I don't know if I'm ready to take a picture every day again, but I'll try my best.
Let's keep making stuff.