I wake up, as always, not welcoming the
sunshine, but the bitterness in my soul.
You already have breakfast chit-chatting
with whoever is around.
I crawl to my coffee machine with an
empty look.
You surf the Internet and laugh about the
latest posts on Facebook.
I smoke my lungs out, trying to decide if I
stare at the walls or do the laundry.
You take a bath and groom yourself.
I move from the living to the bedroom,
standing still near the bed.
You turn on your ipod and leave your home.
I keep staying near the empty bad.
You walk with enthusiasm and happiness is
flowing from every step you make.
I go to the bathroom to watch myself into
the mirror. Too ugly a vision.
You smile and your heart is beating faster.
I come back into the living and check my
emails. I wish I could call my mom, but I can't.
You take the train and your smile is even
bigger.
I go into the small kitchen and make myself
smaller in a corner on the cold tiles.
You arrive at the destination and your body
and soul are in peaceful harmony.
I manage to stand up and search for another
corner to hide and find a reason to breath.
Your entire being is now reacting with
thrills when seeing the object of your desire.
I finally let out a mute cry that could
break all the glass in the world.
You make love and forget about anything.
I repeat the process.
You keep having fun.
