Sometimes serious

You show me pictures of you, engulfed in the arms of your lover only a small window to you removing from your memory all men you have ever known all the things you have ever done that don't any longer seem like happy memories. That was then the best you could do and once - the most, and the happiest you could make yourself Now you convince yourself that they were all steps of a staircase. And these new leaves too will fall and this place too would be fit for erasing. one day And another place would seem like the happiest you could ever be until you stop trying to go for a long walk or drink tea late at night and stop trying to get warmth from any other person anymore. Make your own bed stop trying to reach meaning with the help of dialog meaning from the crevices of a ceiling fan, meaning from an anthill like an anteater meaning in the dust of everyday. One day there will be a frozen happiness, you would eat it up before it melted and stained