Milliseconds

me
in the photo was never aged

you
in my mind was always the same

i never want to get out from the frame

to the world that changes in every milliseconds

you came, you moved, you change

but you will never be any difference

from the first and last moment i met you

Motivations

why am i not surprised

of anything anymore

start losing my emotions one by one

from joy to trust

from sadness to anger

things become plain and boring

i become idleness and apathy


but still

i have a dream

a dream like a puzzle

which ive lost all motivations

of putting it back together

since i already lost most of the pieces