Simultaneously, but not together

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Living in one time zone. Drinking coffee with you simultaneously, but not together. Fasten my seat-belt and do not think about car accidents.

Submitted: April 24, 2010

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Espresso. Emptiness. Cafe. “Esquire”  Magazine.

Drinking coffee and not thinking about you - it is very difficult. You've never been in this cafe before. You've never been in this city.

Now some things are losing their meaning. But espresso and Esquire - are not.

Seeing dreams in your language. I am proud of you. But not being near you. Be somewhere in between. Being like in another world - in cafes, pubs, driving... Somewhere in between. For a moment being somebody else. Suddenly feel like as if somebody wakes me up and I am realizing that today I've got to buy milk, call my friends ...

Living in one time zone. Drinking coffee with you simultaneously, but not together. Fasten my seat-belt and do not think about car accidents.

Falling asleep at the same time. Ask you to choose the color for painting my nails for tomorrow, and to choose a skirt or pants. Send you a photo-report of my day and my today's look. Talking to you till the dawn. Plan our trips to Argentina and get drunk together. Plan our day. But not our life. Try to teach you Ukrainian but give up on this idea. Come to “your” city and keep silence. Do not see you. But continue planning our meetings. Listen to your suggestions. Always think about your question "what do I want”. And never tell you the answer. You always replay for this question in one word: "you". Every night enjoy your goodnight wishes. And maybe sleep.

Do not sleep and do not drink coffee. Sleep and drink coffee. Offer you green tea. Suggest you going to a shooting gallery and weapons. Refuse from going to Nepal and Tibet. Feel sorry about it. Want. Miss.

Continue to drink coffee. Come to the cafe to think about you and what would I say when I call you. But drown there. With the interior, Esquire” and men on the covers ;)

To drive away from you as far as I can and go on drinking coffee.

 

10.04.2010

 


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