Addiction.

As much as I said I hate routines
and a monotonous life,
I am addicted to
things that can not change.
Things that doesn't have
the power to change,
or in other words,
Things that doesn't have
the power to leave.

That is why I drown myself
in books, music, poetry, movies.
Things that are already been written,
things that are already done.
Things that could be rewritten or changed,
but there will still be a copy of it
that doesn't change.

That is why people shouldn't drown themselves
in people.
You can't make homes out of a person,
somebody should've told you that.*
Families turn against each other,
friends, schools, even countries
turn against each other.

Every single thing
that is run by people
has a probability
of turning itself against you.

Every single thing
that is made by human beings
has a tendency
to fall apart.

And so, why, I wonder
do I still think of you?

P. M.

*from Warsan Shire's wonderful poem, 'For Women Who Are Difficult to Love'.

Aðkomumaður.

I remember the first time I laid my eyes on him.

It was a wonderful concert. No we haven't known each other, probably never will. I can't remember exactly how you looked like back then, but you were with another girl. I was happy. I think you were happy too. It was a lovely evening.

I remember today quite well.

I knew I would meet you there. Or at least, I really, truly hope so. I looked everywhere. Wander around the venue like a weirdo, instead of looking at the goods being sold at the market, like normal people, I searched for you. There were too many people. I started forgetting your face.

After a few hours, I got tired. Maybe I won't see you today, I thought. As a little more time passed by, I removed the 'maybe' from my previous statement.

I won't see you today.

I can feel a tiny bit disappointment in my voice, even though I utter those words very quietly in my mind.

And, well, just like any cheesy, dramatic, hollywood inspired story, of course I have to meet you after I am absolutely sure I won't. This time, I still dont remember how you looked like, exactly - your clothes, or the fact that you were wearing a hat and it's indoors but I don't really care, heck, I can't even remember what hat you were wearing. But I remember one thing clearly. This time, you looked at me and smiled.

I smiled back.

And then we parted ways, probably for a very long time, probably for tomorrow, nobody knows.

All I know is, I was happy.

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