Everytime

Everytime you see something on the horizen just look one more time because its changing.

I’ve always wished that I could capture that moment.

But everything is different.

Everything is a life time.

And nothing is the sky.

Pictures are just another couple of seconds of this.

Began and released.

Paused and replayed.

 

I’ve sat stairing at a screen for too long

Missing whats mattered

Rewriting and then stopping and pauseing

Seeing st Petersburg in my head though I’ve never been

Wishing

Intaking

I feel like an extra to a film

An after thought and a lie