Hash is a Hash

Today I woke up, and the first thing I did was look to my side, searching for you, just as I used to. Do you remember how you always woke up the moment I was getting out of bed? It was funny, it even made me die of love. Although it's true that sometimes I don't know how you managed it, trying to be as quiet as possible to slip away and go for morning coffee, haha.

I had stored the box of memories so as not to see it every day, I had put it in a high place, but today I wanted to see them. I wanted to read your handwriting, I wanted to smell your perfume, I wanted to imagine you.

I regret so much that we're so distant now and that our conversations aren't like they used to be, simply because things are this way and I can no longer hear your voice. I think the greatest pain is having lost the chance to hear you, to know about you.

Among the memories, I found the day we went to see the movie "Elements". I remember that even some tears slipped from you during the movie. It was you and me in a movie, I was clearly "you know who". But, just like in the movie, I was learning and I still am.

hash is a hash

Impossible forget this.

But I have that moment so present when we hash after the movie and looked at each other as we used to.

Hash is a hash.

I love you forever,

F.


Published on 29/07/2023