ms

I know you keep on entering here, probably looking for something (or not). I have no idea what that something is, but I can tell you this: I keep on doing the same; watching you from this side of the screen, not knowing exactly why now, awaiting for something, anything to happen.
But suddenly I got lost, and I have no idea whether this sick little game has already ended or not. But I guess that's what it was about all the time, believing, supposing, knowing and not knowing at all.
Things blurt out of me today, so I will tell you one more thing, I don't know why, but here it goes: My dreams are a place where I didn't expect you at all. I dreamt of the sick pine, the box of cigarettes, the smoke going out and up the mouths, the mouths, the mouths.
you made a move and you didn't even notice.