Loneliness

Digital photography, Sliač 2014

Day after day,hour after hour the unaging memories,the connection to lost souls,don’t let youact any differently than as if they were still next to you. It’s hard to get used to the missing weight in the bed,the familiar smile above a cup of tea,the look into their lively eyes. You wait until you meet again and in loneliness keep the precious memory of your lover,who by chance watches from above.

“Love is immortal. It don’t die. It just goes to grave.” -Rudolf Jašík

 

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