Distance in the way we see each other.


maybe, when you are starting to see someone, you have the best chance to start with a blank paper. you both start to write your own impressions of each other, but one might start to write with a pen and the other with a brush, possibly in different colours, and on a paper that was made from different materials. one of you might have belief already as you are getting to know each other, and the other person could be the one who wants to find it again, as it was lost. it is also possible, that when you write down how much you love looking in the other person’s eyes, as they are honest and full of adventure, the other paper is left untouched, without ink colouring its skin.
starting fresh, filling your blank page with experiences of each other, does not mean that the story you are both telling are ending up to be the same. even though you could start with that blank paper, that also means you are starting a blank version of yourself too. by writing stories with different people, by starting a new blank paper, you are reforming yourself, you both reform each other, and that means you can never know who you end up as, by the end of your stories. every minute you are different than the minute before, and you can only hope that the next time you start your blank paper, is the time when the stories you start to write together, minute by minute, word by word, end up to have the same ending.

Distance in the way we see each other. maybe, when you are starting to see someone, you have the best chance to start with a blank paper. you both start to write your own impressions of each other, but one might start to write with a pen and the other with a brush, possibly in different colours, and on a paper that was made from different materials. one of you might have belief already as you are getting to know each other, and the other person could be the one who wants to find it again, as it was lost. it is also possible, that when you write down how much you love looking in the other person’s eyes, as they are honest and full of adventure, the other paper is left untouched, without ink colouring its skin. starting fresh, filling your blank page with experiences of each other, does not mean that the story you are both telling are ending up to be the same. even though you could start with that blank paper, that also means you are starting a blank version of yourself too. by writing stories with different people, by starting a new blank paper, you are reforming yourself, you both reform each other, and that means you can never know who you end up as, by the end of your stories. every minute you are different than the minute before, and you can only hope that the next time you start your blank paper, is the time when the stories you start to write together, minute by minute, word by word, end up to have the same ending.