we used to be always together, everyday.


today, i was recalling the day you came back from burning man last year.
when you were away for almost two weeks for the first time.

you called me as soon as there's signal.
you went straight to work and went home when you came back to new york.


i remember those days that missing you so badly,
sleeping with your shirts to just get a bit of smell of you,
looking at the picture of us, thinking about the day you're coming back,
imagining about your hug and rain of kisses when you come back.

those memories now just hurt. they are uninvited.
better not to recall anything.
better bu buried... because it hurts..

ai ｜MAIL