“In a minute there is time, for decisions and revisions, that a minute will reverse.” T.S Eliot
from what you had always been doing, who you had always been, all the people you had always had the chance to be with, to spend time with, to rely on, to be loved by, to be needed by, you suddenly, so suddenly before you even know, part…
How did you even do that?
Love?
How could Love make me turn my back on all the love I had been given?
How I made up my mind to do something in a minute, that no minute, no other minute, can ever ever reverse.
Eliot! My decisions are irrevocable!
I fell in love and left my world.
I turned that somebody that I was, into the Nobody that I became.
I made me a nobody. I departed to a place where there is no evidence of my presence.
I left for a realm untouched by my shadow, by my scent.
I vanished to a land where even the echo of my being has faded.
I moved to a land where no imprint of me lingers.
My blue walls, my little window, the pink delicate silhouette of the dancing girl caught in motion, imprinting her graceful movements onto…
