A glimpse at the past.

They never met, and yet they know each other. At least he knows her. She tries to fool him and herself, but he can see beyond her foolish try to deceive. The mask becomes useless to her, as every thought echoes through to him. He gets through all that mist within she hides. Once the mist is gone, we become naked, stripped by our fake smiles, we become special.. beautiful even.

He can't tell yet if she's in for the long ride, he doesn't know if she'll get off at the next station. That's the good part, not knowing when they part away. They're on different paths but share the same train. Be it short or not, the train left the station and they started their journey. To better places, for better wishes. 

She helped him glimpse back at the past, reminded him of who he was and what he has become. The cold autumn rain, that brings you back to reality with every drop that falls onto your face. Reality.. such an important thing we often fall away from.

Love,Just.

An old willow tree

She's in her late twenties, she's all grown up. Dark blonde with a hint of gold in her hair, perfect height and an average weight. There's nothing there for you, nothing special, not on the first glimpse. She doesn't even share anything with you, nothing in common, no point to bond.
-"I've never been there"
-"So let's go then! C'mon, don't be scared!" she said, with a big smile on her pretty face. You can't miss that smile, it makes your body stop for just a split second. You're just standing there eyes locked on the upper lip and the shiny piercing.
That's how their journey started, in the begining of a small pathway. They kept going and going, until they were too deep in the forest to go back. Soon the minutes turned into moments, and the surroundings into paintings.
-"Look! I found an old willow tree" she says with excitement.
-"I guess we both found something interesting today, love.."
The tree was hollow, like it was missing a big part of itself. So that made two of them.

They sat there for a while, enjoying the time, enjoying themselves, enjoying eachother. One of those special moments that can't and will not ever be replicated, but the memory remains. In the end, all we got is memories, and this was a good one.


Love,Just.