Empty spaces

 

In between us

There are small secret rooms

Not visible to others

Rooms where we meet

At night

Sharing our most inner

Thoughts and dreams

Dreams that grows from

The final hope of a better world

Sharing and caring

Outside the cold daylight view

While we move around the market, street

Or prayer house

Where we are strangers every day

To one another

 

 

 

Black Sunday night

The train moves slowly throughout the night

I did not expect to meet you again

Empty spaces around us reminds about

What once could have been

I left you in rage

But now we meet again

Randomly

When we are both trying to put our

Life together

In a world filled with snow

And empty promises