Leave me here, I want to live where the air has the scent of the seasons and the voice of a timeless space.
Leave me here, in this place that I know but which, with its small sudden changes, always knows how to surprise me.
Leave me here, where something of me got lost in the chipped pages of life, leaving blank lines to fill.
Leave me here, no other place could be more welcoming and kind, although with sharp corners and bottlenecks that take your breath away.
Leave me here, because this is the only point from which I could find the courage to take flight and chase some dreams.
Leave me here, stick to my present.
You know, I confess that I’m tired of our fancy flights between past and future. Flights that have led us to make countless journeys, often in the same places, always looking for memories and truths that had faded and that each time reappeared in a different way.
And then, how much have we daydreamed about our future? We projected ourselves into a vision that, on time, didn’t come true.
For this I’m asking you to leave me in the only time I know and perhaps on my third deep breath, you won’t fall into a long sleep however, you will loosen your grip and you will finally be present.
Leave me here, the time has come to give us a break, because you know, all that matters… is only here, now.
Comments (2)
Flavia
Spesso rimpiangere il passato e rincorrere il futuro, porta a farci scivolare fra le dita il presente che diventa a sua volta passato…Ecco che cadiamo in un circolo vizioso 😒🥰❣️
mychicmirror
Esatto! La mente è davvero birichina e dopo tante battaglie, ho capito che vince sempre lei 😅, ciò che posso fare per eluderla è cercare un contatto con la realtà. Ad esempio con il respiro oppure tenendo i piedi nella sabbia, qualcosa che mi ricordi che esiste solo il presente. Un abbraccio grande ❤️
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